Wednesday, October 20, 2010

...some sort of background

I love traveling for it enriches the soul like few things ever do. Some trips last longer than others, some trips last longer than expected.


When I first came to Dallas I had a plan, a VERY precise plan. I'd be here for 12 months, maybe 24, work real hard on the job I had been offered, then go back home: HOME. For that was the place where all of my life resided: my dreams, my past, my projects, my friends, my hurts, my family, my ideals, my faith, my fate. I knew I had been chosen by a higher power to be born in Guatemala, therefore my life had to grow, blossom and bloom in Guatemala. I had been decided way before I had a say in it.