I am stuck today. I haven’t a clue what to write about. We both have been traveling…you come home ready to embark on your final month here at home before a HUGE transition, and I come home to sick children.
Oooo…Here’s something. I was wondering if you deal with this much with the amount of travel you’ve done…When we were at the resort last week, I was struggling with the workers. They were so kind and accommodating and great, but because of the trip I took to Guatemala earlier this year, I had a general idea of what they went home to. I think I felt slightly ashamed or arrogant. Nathan assured me that they had a great job and were doing what they need to do to provide for their families. But I still couldn’t help it.
There was this one waiter, Antonio. On Saturday, he served us all breakfast. He would always welcome us with, “Hello Family!” That night, Ashley, Daniel, Nathan and I were playing cards outside of the coffee shop around 10pm and he was picking up the garbage for the night. I’m positive the labor laws are incredibly different, but I felt so torn. Glad that I can help his family income, but by being at the resort was I endorsing improper treatment?
UGH. The struggle. Seattle, I’m sure, was slightly different.
Oh AND…I know LOTS about you…but I also need to know the answers to these questions…
- When is appropriate to start celebrating Christmas?
- If you had to pick an era to live in, which would it be?
- What TV series would you want to be a character in?
- What is your favorite Christmas cookie?
Happy Almost Friday, Friend. Hope your week was more structured both in plan & thought than mine.