And now we are home. We are slipping back into the routines that are our own - - waking up in our own beds, making our own breakfasts, checking the chores off our own charts, planning dinners at our own table to catch up with our Mexican friends, taking walks in our own parks.
I have missed our home - - the people and routines that fill our Mexican days. My heart urges me on to engage fully in the days that we are living.
And yet I find myself still needing to process some of the conversations and experiences that we had during our travels;
simultaneously comforted and overwhelmed.