Memphis,
Home of the Blues and birthplace of Rock 'n Roll
4 years ago, I arrived to you, to a surprisingly familiar summer humidity, to your barbecue (forever a Central fan), to a city spread out sparking this small city girl's interest but also still getting lost around here, like, still, to swing dancing at Rumba Room quickly converting into endless Salsa nights to fine tuning our bachata skills, to a small grad school cohort of cool peeps, to Rosa Deal: the only building I know at CBU, to teaching PreK4 with a legend, teaching K with the dream team, teaching my very own class all day every day, to an amazing roommate quickly turned friend, coworker turned best friend and partner en las aventuras de la vida, los amigos que llegaron solitos, la compañia de mi corazon
Memphis grew on me so much that I decided to stay a little while longer after graduating. I started to feel its warm embrace, to let myself be embraced, to once again become a part of something.
During these last few days, weeks, months and years, I have shared moments with some incredible people, people who tugged on my heart strings, moved me, pushed me to grow, but most importantly they reminded me that I was right where I was supposed to be, and to just ride the wave. During this last wave, I've swam, I've sunk, I've come up for air but I've also surfed! Don't ask me to do that in real life, I'm terrible at it, Nicaraguan waters are my witness.
I surfed during the most precious moments, the smallest ones, the smallest gestures, the invitations, the laughs, the tears, the spontaneous moments even the frustrations.
Oh the serendipity. THOSE moments are the ones that make goodbyes so hard but also the ones that give the endings a happy note and a deep hope for whatever it is that is coming.
I will leave you with my happy note in spanish:
Al final te das cuenta que hay huellas, huellas detras de ti, huellas que compartistes, huellas quizas dejados medio camino, huellas tan llenas y completas que aparentan estar bailando, huellas descalzas, huellas con botas de combate, huellas firmes, huellas inestables, huellas se dejan, no se pueden recoger y empacar, no los puedes cargar.
pero las huellas del corazon, esos son diferentes, esos se quedan para siempre, marcando tus experiencias, marcando tu forma de ser, marcando tu forma de pensar, tu punto de vista
que bonito es contar con huellas, esas huellas inolvidables, esas huellas cuando cruzaste caminos.
En la vida las cosas tienen que fluir como tienen que fluir, y van a fluir como deben de fluir. primero Dios.
Confiamos en los pasos de Dios, que El lo sabe todo, El nos guia, sus huellas siempre estan ahi.
que afortunada soy de poder cruzar caminos
para dar la bienvenida a los nuevos caminos es importantisimo los agradecimientos.
agradezco a Memphis por todo lo bonito que me regalo, las amistades que duraran para siempre, los momentos guardados en mi corazon y mas que todo por estos ultimos abrazos los que fueron en persona fisicamente pero tambien para los abrazos del corazon. gracias por los abrazos Memphis, aqui te dejo uno FUERTISIMO y espero que se sienta por mucho tiempo mas.
gracias por cruzar mi camino y por darme la bienvenida
gracias por amarme, por darme cariño, y acoger este corazon que se mueve mas fuerte, mas lleno y siempre con mucho mucho amor.
you know who you are mi gente, love you always.
