When I was in Honduras last week, something felt odd. For one, when I arrived at the Ranch it was like I never left. As I hugged and greeted people, their first question was “Y Margarita?” which literally translates “and Margarita?” I got to share about the wonderful progress she has made over the year. I was able to tell stories of her learning English, a new school system and the day she was lost and picked up by the police. I visited with Tia Marixa, a woman that cared for Margarita for over 1.5 years, when she lived at Montana de Luz. Marixa is an exceptional woman and a caregiver to all. I told her over a meal of pupusas, that Margarita asked me one day… “Mom, why did you pick me?” after reminiscing about her early years at Montana de Luz.
During my trip, the time spent with my best friend Chris was full of excitement and activity as she planned and organized her foundation where she recently received a grant from the Global Fund. One thing was different between us though…we used to spend countless hours discussing our adoptions and the insane legal hoops we had to jump through, but this time none of that was threaded throughout our conversations. This time we got to talk about our children, their successes and challenges, growing up in Honduras vs the US and how do we as adults mix both worlds.
It has been one year today that we arrived in the US, that Margarita became a citizen and that we started our life together as a family with Skz. For mother’s day and father’s day this year, not only did we get to spend it together, but my parents were here with us, making it a double blessing.
Tonight we celebrated by going out for our favorite food…PIZZA, and let me tell you, even though I love Honduran pupusas they don’t come close to a Margarita pizza!
Thank you to everyone that has made this year so special.
We love you.
Monica, Margarita and Skz
