Lately, people have been asking me why I look so happy. One friend went so far as to ask me if I was "getting it" from some young stud ... of course I didn't give him a straight answer but do you think he reads my blog? Haha! In fact, many people have commented that (a) I look happy (b) I look content and (c) I look just downright amazing. OK, well maybe the last comment came from a timeshare rep on my way to work one morning but every positive comment counts!
My friend John loves to tell the story of how I used to look when I first arrived after a summer of working for "those lawyers" in Toronto. Apparently my brow was constantly furrowed and I was "stressed out" looking. Then he says, "Look at her now!" Coming from John, this is a compliment. I know when I went home last April, all my friends commented that I looked younger and more relaxed. I guess that's what living here does for me.
I have noticed a preponderance of smiles lately. Last night, as I walked through town, I kept track of the all the smiles I saw and there were quite a few. The tourists leaving the Burros Bar had large smiles, no doubt tequila-induced. The young Mexican boys playing soccer in front of Plazamar were giggling and smiling as they taught their younger siblings how to kick the ball. The girl selling roasted nuts on the beach was smiling as she handed a prospective customer a sample. The vendors along Los Muertos smiled at me as they offered me their wares and I smiled warmly while telling them, "No, gracias".
Mexico is a country of politeness, of warmth and generosity of spirit. You cannot help but become a nicer person living here. Her people wear down your sharp edges with their compassion and soon you find yourself walking around with a big grin on your face and have people constantly asking you what you're doing that makes you looks so happy ... :)
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