The Way We Were: Part One

Posted on July 5, 2008 - Filed Under Uncategorized |

Last night, Irving and I went out for dinner. This is something that happens about two or three times a year, so it`s a big thing (though it is getting more frequent as the boys grow). It was spitting rain as we left on the motorcycle, but it wasn`t a big deal.

After a delicious dinner of California burgers, we headed to the Parque Central where a band was playing rock classics in Spanish. You have no idea how unnerving it is to listen to Beatles hits in Spanish! The tune is the same, but the words are so not.

The park was FULL of tourists. All the Americans wanted to celebrate the Fourth of July and a group of them had gathered quite the arsenal of firecrackers and bombas. It was really noisy, but everyone was having a blast. Irving and I stood there and watched groups of young people laughing and talking about how cool Guatemala was, how neat the market was, etc. And I felt sad and old.

I love my family. I love my life. Living in Guatemala with my hubby and boys is great . . . most of the time. But when I see young people so carefree and having fun, not having to worry about getting back before the babysitter falls asleep and so wide-eyed and amazed at this new culture and people, it makes me feel old. I almost (ALMOST) wish I could go back to that life, travelling and enjoying just hanging out at night, doing whatever I want . . . but mostly I wish I`d just enjoyed that time a little more.

Because there was a time when I was new to Guatemala and everything, even riding a chicken bus was exciting. Learning a new language, staying out in the park all night for celebrations like last night, all that was fun and new, but I really don`t think I enjoyed it as much as I should have. I didn`t realize how much I`d miss it someday and I spent far too much time stressed out and unhappy!

If there is one thing I can pass on to my boys, I want them to know that they should enjoy life. Not just because it ends so soon, but because, before the end, you go through many stages and you don`t want to miss out on the best each one has to bring. So, now, I plan to fully enjoy this stage, with my babies still little and fascinated with the world and in love with their mama . . . because pretty soon, this part will be past too and I don`t want to look back and regret not living it to the fullest.

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2 Responses to “The Way We Were: Part One”

  1. burntofferings (Bernie) on July 6th, 2008 8:39 pm

    I bet it would have been a great event, even if you were young(er) than you are now or much MUCH older! You make of it what you will… Many times, I wish I was way back, well you know and I am not about to digress my age now, but to be ‘footloose and fancy free’ to travel and so on. But the reality is, I am ?yo, with a mortgage and bills to pay, and I am (mostly) happy. Life’s good.

    I am sure, with out any doubts, that you will have instilled into the boys, that to enjoy life, is to live life. Nothing more and nothing less…

    I am off now to look at those lovely (old) photos… Should be fun!

  2. Sandier Pastures on July 6th, 2008 11:48 pm

    I feel old when I see carefree people still dancing very late at night in parties. I can barely open my eyes beyond 10 pm (after marriage and baby)!

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