Well, this is this last blog from Guate. Can you believe it's even happening? Can I? No. Not at all. My bags have been packed, my goodbyes have been said, and I have about a 2-hour window for a nap before I leave for the airport. Ugh. Tomorrow is going to be a rough day.
So, in just a last few words before I hit the hay:
I know that among my loyal blog followers, my description of this place and these people and this year is practically scripture, hah. I tell you about the mundane and the important, and you feel like you're living it with me. But here's the thing -- no blog could achieve that. To understand this year, to really get it, you have to have lived it.
But do take my word on it: lived it we did. I can't count the number of risks and adventures and leaps of faith I took this year. We squeezed every moment for what it was worth.
I have laughed so much and so hard this year -- with kids, with friends, at myself. I don't remember the last time I laughed this much.
And I have loved so so so so much this year. To a million different people and places.
So from the bottom of my heart, thank you to everyone who followed along these past 13 months. I have no idea what comes next, but I'll keep you updated.
And to Guatemala, cuidate. Te voy a extrañar, y te quiero un montón.