Recently in Mexico much has been made of the bad press; it is hard not to dwell on it or let it color each day here.
I have to laugh when I think of a phrase about Mexico told to me tongue in cheek: Life in Mexico isn't like a box of chocolates. it's more like a jar of jalapenos. What you do today, might burn your butt tomorrow. That said on those days when the negative seems to sink into each tiny moment I try to think about those things that surround us here. There are milliseconds when I may blink & the fleeting image before me is gone. In those seconds I just may view a spectacular glimpse of something or someone I never would have seen if I had skipped Mexico altogether...If I am lucky the camera is close so I can capture the moment, keep & remember it~
Don't dance so fast, Time is short, The music won't last.
And then when I found it,
Wherever it blew,
I should know that the wind
Had been going there too.
So then I could tell them
Where the wind goes…
But where the wind comes from
Nobody knows. A.A. Milne


