Sunday, December 18, 2016

Stepping Aside

Eight of my eleven seniors - people who are one semester away from being high school graduates.

This blog is suffering from neglect caused by a new focus I have lately.

These days, I am pushing myself to get out in the community more every day in order to further my language goal more consistently and responsibly. And that junk hurts!

A friend who knows about this whole moving abroad and not knowing the language thing has compared the experience to being like an infant again, but as an adult suddenly unable to express thoughts or understand incoming speech. The same friend used the word "humiliation" to describe part of how the experience feels.

He definitely gets it.

Anyway, more time in the town - followed by time spent journaling my experiences completely in Spanish - will steal the attention that would otherwise be focused here. For now at least.

Sunday, December 4, 2016

Relationship Status

Reminded me of me and the years of my life that are passing in Honduras.


Friday, November 25, 2016

The Man Who Has It All

The life I'm living in Honduras is just a continuation of a pattern that goes like this:
I get something in my head that I'd really love to do...then I somehow end up getting to try it.

That's something I am thankful for this holiday weekend.


Tuesday, November 22, 2016

Land That I Love


Feels unusual the degree to which I'm thinking about/missing home lately. If nothing else, I know it means I'm due for a trip back.

Perfect that the holidays are just around the corner.

Sunday, November 20, 2016

It's all up to you

A few of my girls from 6th grade.

Whoever it was that said this in my hearing forever ago probably didn't know it would wind up changing my life:

Attitude is a choice.

Saturday, November 19, 2016

Wordsmith


When you're reading a writer so good with language that you struggle to stop even though you know your pizza is getting cold...

Even in Spanish, a wordsmith is a wordsmith.

Thursday, November 17, 2016

Yummy For The Tummy

Living down here means sometimes disregarding reservations you feel inside
and eating a food dish that days later makes you look up and remark to yourself,
"Hm - I never got sick from that food. Very cool."

A plate like this one wouldn't cause any reservations. I'd pound it down without hesitating!