Back to the Confessional

Dear Reader, I miss you. I miss me. It has been several months since my last confession. (Haha. Can you tell I spent eight years in Catholic school and went to Confession every Friday?) And yet it feels like I have been indeed away from the confessional. Away from sharing my thoughts and feelings…with someone (you) who, ha, I can’t even see (I bet you never thought of yourself as a priest/ess did you?); away from something sacred, from something that leaves me feeling whole. Yes, I’ve been away too long now from this sharing of my soul. I’ll admit …

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Skies Clear, Power Returns & Work Begins

After the devastation of Tropical Storm Nate, the sunsets returned to our home in San Juan del Sur, Nicaragua, and so did the clean up and repair. The Chocolata Road gets a facelift The rutted dirt road, full of horrid, repetitive potholes and thick mud, which crosses in front of our development, is finally getting a face lift, but how thorough a job is done is yet to be seen. It’s supposed to be, eventually some day, maybe, paved. But I’m not holding my breath for that. Besides, the road is in such bad shape right now that traffic goes …

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Tropical Storm Nate hits San Juan del Sur

All but one boat in the bay either sank or was washed ashore. The wind howled. The rain poured. The power and water were out for three days.   Our house flooded from both the front doors and through the back concrete walls. We feared that our porch awning would break loose and crash through our glass doors. So we stood watch throughout the night. I’ve learned how to properly wring out a mop and a towel or two or three. And John got his daily 10,000 steps just by squeegee-ing the water off of the top terrace, night and day for …

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