Agua

In the US (and other places too) we take for granted that we can drink water out of the sink.  Obviously in Mexico this isn’t the case.  Although a friend of mine said that she has had water out of the sink and has been fine.  She said she would never do it in places like Mexico City, but she thinks Cancun is ok.  I asked about the white chunks that I see floating in the water sometimes.  She said something about the calcium in the water or something like that?  I don’t know, I sometimes don’t have the greatest memory.  One time when I ran out of water, I drank a glass of water.  It didn’t taste good, but I didn’t get sick!  Yes, I know, I know…you’re not supposed to do that.  I won’t be doing it again…

So anyway,  everyone has to buy water to drink.  At my old house, there were many “water boys” that came around and delivered water.  Where I’m living now, it’s a bit different.  Occasionally I hear someone yelling “AGUA!” but I don’t bother and just go get it myself.  I used up all my water and it’s very cheap to get more, but it’s really, really heavy!  I went to the Extra(24 hour convenience store) where they sell my brand of water (there are many different brands).  I went to pay and the guy was going to lift it to take it outside.  I tried to explain that I didn’t have a car.  He looked at me like I was crazy, but then I left 🙂  I carried it the couple blocks home and up the stairs to my new home.  I told a couple amigos that and they got kinda mad.  They would say, “Why didn’t you tell me? I have a car and I can do it for you??”  I told them it’s not a big deal, but it’s nice of them to offer.  Sometime I might take them up on that offer! It’s a good errand to do in the morning or in the evening.  It’s a little cooler then for weight lifting or carrying water. 🙂

 

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Faith

Recently and even before with all the things I’ve been through, the people who really know me sometimes ask “how are you so happy?” or say “you seem pretty happy even though”…

It’s kind of funny because I sometimes wonder…I have always tried to think of the positive in life and keep going from there.  When I was sick, it was much more difficult, but I tried my best.

Even now, with the teaching thing(I didn’t tell you everything…that could be tons of stories!!)let’s just say it didn’t end well, the furniture thing, and today being scammed.  Tonight, I actually started to laugh because I sometimes feel like I’m being tested.  When I was really sick and going through a lot, a friend of mine asked me if I ever read the book of Job in the bible.  I had to confess that I hadn’t.  He suggested I read it.  It was very inspiring! If you haven’t read it,here’s a summary: (from http://www.gotquestions.org/Book-of-Job.html )

Brief Summary: The book opens with a scene in heaven where Satan comes to accuse Job before God. He insists Job only serves God because God protects him and seeks God’s permission to test Job’s faith and loyalty. God grants His permission, only within certain boundaries. Why do the righteous suffer? This is the question raised after Job loses his family, his wealth, and his health. Job’s three friends Eliphaz, Bildad and Zophar, come to “comfort” him and to discuss his crushing series of tragedies. They insist his suffering is punishment for sin in his life. Job, though, remains devoted to God through all of this and contends that his life has not been one of sin. A fourth man, Elihu, tells Job he needs to humble himself and submit to God’s use of trials to purify his life. Finally, Job questions God Himself and learns valuable lessons about the sovereignty of God and his need to totally trust in the Lord. Job is then restored to health, happiness and prosperity beyond his earlier state.

Just think, it’s easy to be happy and praise God when you have it all!  But how strong is your faith, when it is all taken away?  The hard things in my life have made my faith stronger than ever.  I might not go to church all the time, or even read the bible all the time, but I do pray quite often!  The hard things in life remind me to be thankful even more for my safety, my health, my family, my friends, and everything!  I don’t feel bad when I think about all the things that I can be grateful for.  It’s like today (on a Sunday) when I saw the garbage collectors, coming around picking up garbage smiling away!  Who do I know is happy to do that line of work and especially on a Sunday?  I love being here because I’m reminded all the time of how happy people are with being alive, healthy and safe!

I think another hard part for me was that the guy today started talking about God.  Don’t bring God into the story when you are scamming someone!  If karma or whatever you believe in is out there, then this guy has it coming…you just don’t do that.   Isn’t that like right up there with stealing from a church or something?  Ok, maybe not as bad, but still…

Anyway, my whole point of the post is that it’s okay when bad things happen…it just opens up the door for other good things to happen and for you to be more grateful for who you are and what you have!

I don’t have a picture to go along with this post, but this quote is now one of my favorites!

Courage

On my last post, “What am I going to do now?” I probably should’ve added a few things…

After high school I went into the Army Reserves and was on active duty for 1 1/2 years.  This time in my life was extremely difficult and I fought it the whole time.  What I mean, is that I hated being on active duty(I wasn’t anywhere dangerous).  I hated that I wasn’t in control of what I could and couldn’t do.  I knew that when I signed up there was a “chance” that this could happen, yet after 9-11 then it happened almost right away.  Although there wasn’t anything dangerous about the situation, I happened to have some bosses at the time (who were African-American) and seemed to have a prejudice against white people.  I had a chief warrant officer that would say things to me like…why is an 8 ball, black and a cue ball, white?  Why is a wedding dress white?  Why is a monster black?  He threw down an African-American history book in front of me and suggested I read it(it was not a small book).  Then when it would come time for people to get passes there was discrimination against me and a few others… My point being was that, it was hard and I got through it.  Did I have a choice to quit? No…I’m not a fan of Ft. Leavenworth. haha

Also, I was married.  To make a long story short, it didn’t work out and I went through a divorce.  It was very difficult, but I got through it.  My family and friends were very supportive.

For the last couple years I was extremely sick.  The doctor couldn’t find any medicine that would work for me.  To make a long story short, I was in the hospital and I didn’t know if I would get through it.  I did!  I’m not saying I got through it on my own.  It was by the grace of God that I got through it and I’m so happy for all that misery today.  It helped shape me into the strong person I am today.

For the last 10 years, I have been teaching.  I got into the routine of getting up, going to work, coming home.  I didn’t think about, is this what I want to do?  Do I even like this anymore?  Does this job fulfill me?

So after being sick and realizing I might not live forever(haha).  I decided I need to wake up and figure out something different and challenging.  I knew I didn’t really want to teach anymore, but didn’t have a good idea on what to do…so I thought, “why not go to Cancun and teach until I figure it out?”  Sounds like a brilliant idea to me!  The only problem was/is, is that Cancun was the change I needed, but the job needed to change as well.

I’m not a person that when the going gets tough, I quit.  I could’ve quit basic training…and yes people did!  I could’ve given up when I was sick(that was the hardest thing in my life I’ve ever been through)!

My job here wasn’t tough(per se)…it was almost trying to make it snow in Cancun!  It was so against my nature that it felt wrong and I was doing a disservice to me and the students.  I hated every minute of it.  Along with the fact of some other things that I won’t mention because I will remain professional.

My point is that the last post wasn’t to say that I just try things and leave.  In fact, my intentions are to stay here.  Although, if I need to go back to school for a career that I want(which will most likely be the case) then I will do that.

This trip isn’t just about the challenge of living in another country, it is helping me discover who I am and what is important to me.

This quote fits this post perfectly: