Last night, I promised to post the miracle photos from our exploration day, and I will at the bottom of this post.
Last night, I also hinted at the latest newsflash as it was feverishly developing — we were locked out of our first floor villa.
The good news is we all piled onto cushions from the couch which were dutifully re-purposed as make-shift mattresses on the tiled floor.
I can’t complain.
It was warm and dry.
It was much like what Justin’s sister would call “Glamping”
You know: Camping + Glamorous = Glamping.
The villa management showed up this morning bright and early, fixed the broken lock, and we were back in business and off to the village for my morning… wait… wait for it… MOCHA!
And you wouldn’t believe who I ran into.
I mean seriously?
In a little village town halfway across the world from the coast I call home.
Yup, you guessed it.
The bride and groom from my first trip.
There, out of the corner of my little eye I spotted the most adorable little girl on earth with curly hair, bright blue eyes and the spark only owned by a two-and-a-half-year-old running into the cobblestone street. Her mother hurried after and scooped her up.
Just then, for a brief second I locked eyes with her mama.
And, I knew in an instant that I KNEW THIS WOMAN.
Could it be she?
Would she remember that, I, was me?
We held that universal three second stare, you know the “I-think-we-know-each-other” eye lock.
And we indeed did.
In this little Mexican village, with years and miles between us we embraced and caught up. I announced I was divorced and caught her up-to-speed. And, I met her two adorable daughters for the first time.
This trip was indeed my Re-Do.
Original bride and groom included.
I firmly believe I am entitled to a re-do for every place on this planet that holds a memory from my previous life, my married self. It’s much like a ceremonial burning of sage or spring cleaning.
It is not lost on my heart that I was meant to return to this sunny spot on earth.
I mean, what are the chances I would run into this couple?
It was their last day here.
We could have chosen different roads to walk down on this sunny Mexican morning, but we chose the same one.
We met in the middle of the street.
But we were different.
This time, I arrived in this Mexican village a different woman.
I am much stronger, clearer, older, and some days even wiser.
Last time I saw those two they were just bride & groom, today they had two beautiful angels in their arms.
And, I, clearly have one sitting on my shoulder.
There must be some little angel looking out for me.
I would like to thank her for the re-do.
It is now officially re-done.
And, that’s an investment in my head, heart, body & soul if you ask me.
Plus, I kind of get the feeling we will will return to this sunny spot for the re-run of this place some day in the future too… maybe even before I get the chance to visit all those other vacation spots on the Master Re-Do List.
Until then, the miracle of yesterday sits below:
Vaya con dios!