I had more to say but that post felt so long. We did get tv finally, on Tuesday, so I think we're all set. Well it will be about a week before the water stops being salty but in the scheme of things, that's not so bad. Maybe we needed to live in the other places first and go thru some tough or at least frustrating stuff, to see that this place ain't half bad- know what I mean?
Earlier this week was the anniversary of my dad's death. Nov 4. 33 years ago- I can't believe it! I was in my early 20's, and now it seems like I hardly knew him. He got sick and died in 3 months, altho' they think he was sick for 3 months before that. I mean I knew him, but I knew my dad, as my dad. Over the years I came to know my mom as a person, but not him. I still think of him all the time and every once in a while I dream of him and he's so familiar. He was only 59 when he died, of cancer. I asked my brother when he turned 60 if he thought about it- yes of course. My sister turned 60, no wait 61, this year, well she reads my blog so she'll tell me if she thought about it as she went thru 59...me, I have already had cancer, and am finally starting to believe I beat it. In a couple of months I'll turn 57, but yes it's on my mind, too. Me going thru cancer, thru cancer treatment, is a huge reason, a huge part of why I wanted to move to Mexico. It had always been one of those dreams, and I had actually visited a few different parts of Mexico before I got sick. But I felt like, life is short, I don't want to think...I wish I woulda....
It has been an amazing adventure. But as always I am so selfish. I heard my husband tell someone today, that he was feeling stressed, kind of overwhelmed (he used different words), but so much moving in a relatively short time, not just packing and unpacking, but emotionally. That he wanted us to be somewhere that I could be happy, but that was why he told me, when you decide you don't like it here- we go back to the states. That everywhere has things you like and don't like. I thought moving was easy for him- not physically- of course that's hard, gets tiring. But because he's lived so many places, including being homeless and living under a bridge, well I thought it was no big deal for him emotionally. That's what I mean about being selfish, I thought it was only hard for me. And being here now, I think of it as a big adventure; trying new things and finding out what works, and what doesn't. And for me, this has been pretty extreme- tropics, desert, and now here. And again, maybe it's perfect (oops not perfect but good) that we did it this way. Cause this is the closest to home climate wise, house wise, amenities wise. But I experienced so much and I'm so grateful for that.
Anyway...so we've been to Ensenada twice in 2 days. Lots of traffic there, and so much nosier than here. This was the better choice. Well and the whole I can walk on the beach every day here, see the waves from my couch, and hear the ocean- softly- from my bed thing ha ha!
We went to Starbucks yesterday and I was crushed to find they do NOT have Pumpkin Spice latte! The guy said they have it just for one month a year- October boo hoo. I also went this morning to my first AA meeting over here, and that was nice, too. Small meeting like in Penasco, and they have one Fridays at 6pm so I'll go again tomorrow...yeah settling in. So ok, I want to go check on Hazel. Viva.
Mexico fun fact:
Texas was a Mexican province which declared its independence from Mexico in 1836, resulting in war with the United States (1836-1838)
Earlier this week was the anniversary of my dad's death. Nov 4. 33 years ago- I can't believe it! I was in my early 20's, and now it seems like I hardly knew him. He got sick and died in 3 months, altho' they think he was sick for 3 months before that. I mean I knew him, but I knew my dad, as my dad. Over the years I came to know my mom as a person, but not him. I still think of him all the time and every once in a while I dream of him and he's so familiar. He was only 59 when he died, of cancer. I asked my brother when he turned 60 if he thought about it- yes of course. My sister turned 60, no wait 61, this year, well she reads my blog so she'll tell me if she thought about it as she went thru 59...me, I have already had cancer, and am finally starting to believe I beat it. In a couple of months I'll turn 57, but yes it's on my mind, too. Me going thru cancer, thru cancer treatment, is a huge reason, a huge part of why I wanted to move to Mexico. It had always been one of those dreams, and I had actually visited a few different parts of Mexico before I got sick. But I felt like, life is short, I don't want to think...I wish I woulda....
It has been an amazing adventure. But as always I am so selfish. I heard my husband tell someone today, that he was feeling stressed, kind of overwhelmed (he used different words), but so much moving in a relatively short time, not just packing and unpacking, but emotionally. That he wanted us to be somewhere that I could be happy, but that was why he told me, when you decide you don't like it here- we go back to the states. That everywhere has things you like and don't like. I thought moving was easy for him- not physically- of course that's hard, gets tiring. But because he's lived so many places, including being homeless and living under a bridge, well I thought it was no big deal for him emotionally. That's what I mean about being selfish, I thought it was only hard for me. And being here now, I think of it as a big adventure; trying new things and finding out what works, and what doesn't. And for me, this has been pretty extreme- tropics, desert, and now here. And again, maybe it's perfect (oops not perfect but good) that we did it this way. Cause this is the closest to home climate wise, house wise, amenities wise. But I experienced so much and I'm so grateful for that.
Anyway...so we've been to Ensenada twice in 2 days. Lots of traffic there, and so much nosier than here. This was the better choice. Well and the whole I can walk on the beach every day here, see the waves from my couch, and hear the ocean- softly- from my bed thing ha ha!
We went to Starbucks yesterday and I was crushed to find they do NOT have Pumpkin Spice latte! The guy said they have it just for one month a year- October boo hoo. I also went this morning to my first AA meeting over here, and that was nice, too. Small meeting like in Penasco, and they have one Fridays at 6pm so I'll go again tomorrow...yeah settling in. So ok, I want to go check on Hazel. Viva.
Mexico fun fact:
Texas was a Mexican province which declared its independence from Mexico in 1836, resulting in war with the United States (1836-1838)
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