“Stuck in the Middle” With You

This Wednesday, January 29, 2003 we took to bus to Liberia to take care of bank things. We were joking that we could be in the middle of any country together (versus the coast) and still be happy because we had each other. Once we took care of all of our errands we went and got Dos Pinos strawberry yogurt with the little chocolate crunchy balls to put on top. And muffins. I remember taking the bus back to Potrero/PLaya Flamingo in pure bliss. It was hot, dusty, bumpy and it didn’t even phase us. We were in heaven. I remember thinking, if I can be this happy with this guy in these conditions, I can get through anything.  It’s funny cause here we are exactly 11 years later on this Wednesday moving into a different house. Talk about extreme conditions and stress, while we are both working and raising two kids. It’s easy to lose sight of the big picture. It’s easy to lose sight of the small moments. Why do we take it all so seriously? I remember dreaming of a family with Spencer, and a house and REAL life…. and now here I am and it all came true. And I’m dreaming of being on that bus with not a care in the world. But I have security now. I didn’t know if I was ever going to see him again 11 years ago, yet I had TRUST. And so I am on my journey to TRUST once again….that things are all going to be OK.

That night was ladies night. It was funny how much had happened in just one week. Spencer and I walked into Las Brisas together, with my Tico Family and all had dinner and drinks together. We had so much fun laughing, speaking Spanish and dancing together. This time, I asked Dilia if she would hold my purse.