One Step at a Time

It's a gloomy afternoon thunderstorms coming and going and at the moment all I want to do is cuddle in my blanket and read a good book or watch a good movie.  Maybe that time will come, but there's so much to share at the moment. Over the past couple weeks I have had a lot of fun.  One afternoon,  a family from church took Serina and I with them to Sopó.  It's a nice little town an hour or so from where we live.  Sopó is where the Alpina Dairy plant is located.  It's the headquarters for all of Colombia.  After a long bus ride, we finally arrived and decided to eat at this resturant. Can't remember the name, but it was great! Mini-Pete wishing he could enjoy this amazing Conejo! That's rabbit, and one huge one, and delicious! Patacón and Papas..hmmm so good! Limonada  with mint...very refreshing It seems as if Mini-Pete makes friends where ever he goes.  I mean what's new when his owner does the same.  He is very popular!  Every da

Every morning, I wake up sounds of the city waking.  People talking, kids playing, cars moving, alarms going off, birds chirping, and sometimes mosquitos buzzing around...6am is early for the world to be a wake like this...but that is life here, and it's beautiful...I then open my curtains to see if I can see the mountains in the distance. Some mornings the clouds hover over the mountain tops and other mornings they majestic and beautiful.  There are days I look at the mountains and think...how can they be so beautiful and seem so close today...other days they seem so distant...It's the beauty of living moment by moment and day by day.  This morning, the mountains are slightly covered by the clouds, I can see them, and it's as if they are coming to life..peaking through the clouds and waiting to stand majestically.   When the sun comes out and shines on them they seem so much closer than ever before, they too are waking for the day. There are days, the sky changes, the

Where ever you go, there is always one question people ask, and it's my least favorite, "Where are you from?"  I was blessed as a child to experience different culture, but also blessed to live in several areas, however when it is time to answer this question, I know what comes next.  After I say, I am from Maryland, the next question is,  "Is that where you grew up?"  Now this could get into a pretty long story, so I try to my best to start at the beginning to how I ended up in Maryland.  A very simple question can end up being a very long story. Now the story continues.  My home is in Colombia.  I can't say I am from Colombia, no one will believe me, with blonde hair and bright blue eyes, but for a couple years and God willing more, this is where I will l be.  And even if I moved back to the states, I have the freedom to live anywhere...and then the question would be asked again, and I'd have to include Colombia. I have enjoyed being here in Colomb