On my last post I wrote about a really bad day...today I will write about a really good day. Part of my healing in recent years has been emersing myself in my culture and heritage. I had a friend over who shares my heritage and we spoke our language listenened to mexican music and made tortillas from scratch. It was wonderful and I felt proud to be experiencing and sharing our heritage with eachother (she is also discovering her heritage for herself). It gave us a real sense of pride that we didn't experience growing up. To be proud of who we are , discover our traditions and maybe start some of our own. We had a feast.
So I guess the bad days are what you have to have to get the most of the good days. I really apprieciated having that evening after my terrible day.
Hey La Cura,
ReplyDeleteI'm glad your evening worked out well. Be sure to let Debora know too, she would love to hear what you two are up to!