Vacation as a Family of Three: El Salvador + Honduras + Nicaragua

We have been back for a few days. We’ve done laundry and put away our suitcases, and our tanned face our fading, but I still find little bits of sand in the bottom of the laundry basket and I smile. We needed this vacation. We needed time away as a family where we weren’t jugglingRead more

Doing Laundry at Night and Living with Tension

Most evenings before heading up to bed, I start a load of laundry. The water fills the basin; I toss in half a cup of liquid soap. I dump in the pile of dirty clothes and washcloths and towels that sit in the basket. Why are there always so many dirty washcloths? I close the lid, turn offRead more

Dear Mija: {10 months}: The Questions I Ask Myself

    If you’re new here I have been writing letters to my daughter each month titled, Dear Mija. It all started with this letter I wrote over a year ago on Spanglish Baby’s site.   Dear Mija, People often ask me how old you are and I keep wanting to say, oh, she’s 10 months. ButRead more

Project 52: My Town – The Pila and The One Thing in Guatemala that Drives Me Crazy

I posted this picture yesterday as part of my year long photo project to document my town. It’s a small way for me to practice noticing, appreciating and being thankful for where I live.  . . . Now, if f you live in Guatemala or have visited than you probably have seen these public washingRead more

So, you want to learn a 2nd language?: My Top 9 Tips

As a foreigner, living in a Spanish speaking country, I get asked this question a lot. Are you fluent? I never know quite how to answer. I shrug my shoulders, umm kinda? I mean I don’t feel fluent. I still struggle with the woulda/shoulda/coulda tenses and I have huge gaps in my vocabulary. When IRead more

Project 52: Week 8

I’ve heard it said that North Americans take security for granted, like Guatemalans take the weather for granted. And I think it’s kinda true. I’ll never forget my first year here I heard a coffee farmer, named Felipe, share his story. Sitting in the center of a group of white, idealistic college students, he sharedRead more