STUFF

I can't believe I have SO much stuff. Where does it all come from? Let's review

I arrive in Veracruz with two suitcases and I found an apartment that had a roll of toilet paper, a bar of soap, a mattress, but no bedding, and a rose bush. We left one year and a few months later, and had a few things, but not really much to speak of.

I got to Cancun, nine months ago. This time with 7 suitcases. ( more luggage allowance with Eva paying for a ticket) Again we arrived to an empty house. A bed for everybody, this time Justino had sheets for us, and few plates and a fridge. Now I am packing and I can't believe what we have accumulated.

I really can't believe it, when I think of what we have paid for. Almost none of it. Thanks to my amazing mother, she has sent 12, yes 12 additional suitcases of things since we have been here. She scouts Davis county for folks coming to Cancun for a week and maxes out there luggage allowance, and 12 suitcases later, I have a vacmun and a cuisarnat, and a fully staffed kitchen, and toys and books, and everything I can think of. And a solid 95% of what she has sent has been either things that were mine that I left behind or cast off's from somebody. I am stunned at the abundance that is the United States of America. I am stunned at the excess of things that we can accumulate.

The really funny part is that although I feel like we have WAY more than we ever have since we have been here, I have only a fraction of what I carted around as essentials when I was living in the states. So interesting.

Stuff. Things. It's everywhere.

We are moving in the morning! YEAH!!!!

NEW HOUSE

I should be packing boxes or organizing drawers or something productive. Instead I am rationalizing that the washer is running, so I AM getting something done, and I am sitting to blog instead.

I have crossed another line in my heart. We are buying our first home in Mexico. We are settling right down here. For so long I anticipated returning to the states any minute, and instead We are buying a house here and laying down some roots. I feel really good about it. My peaceful heart is evidence that I have traveled through much territory in my own soul. Here we go.

Mexican life has become comfortable for us. Eva is becoming super bilingual. She loves her school, and her friends on our street. Sam is about to walk. He is standing up by himself and so proud of it whenever he does it. He is a happy boy. We are a happy family. Living a peaceful exsistence that we never expected.

Our sights still gaze toward the north, and someday we will go back, but in the mean time we are celebrating what will soon be our very own house in Mexico.