At the beginning and ending of our trip, we were able to visit with some dear friends. In Guadalajara we were housed and shuttled to/from the bus station and airport by Tim a
nd Kim Rush. Being with them and their kids is ALWAYS good for me. They are on my list of very favourite folks! It was a bonus to spend time with Jordan Pointon, our team mates' son who just moved to Guadalajara as an AIMer. Tears were ever present when Logan had to say good-bye all too soon.
During an overnight lay-over in Atlanta, we took advantage of renting a car and traveling an hour to visit our dear friend, Esther, who just moved from Lazaro to right outside Atlanta. The evening hours ticked by quickly, but we had a great visit and saw that she is doing great in her adjustment from Mexican life to the "American Dream". It was interesting hearing her perspective of that "dream". I look forward to welcoming her back to Mexico after she completes her year in the States.
As always, it's good to get back home where our family has meaning and purpose. I realized how much I missed my life, friends and family here in Mexico. People were so good to Bernard while we were gone: inviting him over for meals, passing by to visit him at home,and joining him in fellowship at Memaw's Manor. We have a wonderful life full of rich relati
onships. That was demonstrated fully when my dear friend, Rosy, orchestrated a full-blown Surprise Mexican Fiesta for Logan's 10th birthday. Between the church, our friends, and folks from our community, eighty plus kids and parents gathered to shout "SOPRESA" to Logan when he, unsuspectingly, walked through the church building doors last Tuesday evening. His expression was priceless. He could hardly believe it was all for him. Through the welcom
ing of his guests, the games, the pozole, the FOUR pinatas, the face in the
cake 'mordita', and the gift opening, Logan showed his graciousness and appreciation with hugs and thank yous. The six hours of partying was a display of how blessed and privileged we are to be chosen to serve in Lazaro Cardenas. It was a good lesson to me in g
iving those whom I have come to serve, the opportunity to serve my family and me--very humbling, indeed. I have come to bless, but I find that I am many times more blessed. More pictures of the fiesta can be viewed from my Facebook page.
Until the next blog,
Alicia, for the Krogsgaards
