Just Another Ordinary Day in Mexico

Sometimes, my life here is not that different than life in the States. Other times, it is quite distinctive. Usually, it's a combination of the two. For example, today...

-I drove the van and helped David (one of our national workers) take a dead dog way out to the furthest outskirts of the colonia. (We found the dog between two of our ministry buildings.) We left the dog there on the ground inside two, black garbage bags, in an area that looks more or less like a sparse landfill. It made me really sad to see the poor dog lying there before we picked him up by the church, but perhaps because of the task we had to do, I did not cry.

-Today was our first Club after a month-long break. It was wonderful to see all the kids again and reminded me of the excitement that first day back each January after Christmas break with all of my students in the past.

-As we took the kids home after Club on our walking route, one of the boys just stopped and relieved himself right by the side of the road near someone's house or store.

-My roommates and I cooked tacos for dinner and enjoyed a great dinner together full of laughter.

All in a day...