Los caminos de la vida no son como yo pensaba. Como los imaginaba. No son como yo creía. The journey of life is not how I thought it would be. It’s not how I imagined it. It’s not what I thought it would be. This song came on the radio at one point while we were driving along the southern rim of the Grand Canyon a few weeks ago before the end of 2017, and it put everything into perspective. The last time I really listened to the lyrics of Los Caminos de la Vida by La Tropa Vallenata I was headed to the cemetery in the funeral procession for my father. I remember thinking then, that life is too short to not do the things we want to do. I wanted to bring my father to the Grand Canyon. He left before I ever could. His passing was one of those things in life that hit me like a ton of bricks. I never imagined his time with us would be cut short, or so soon. And yet it was.
Honestly, that’s an important question we should be asking ourselves. I say that not only because of the rhetoric around the Mexican experience that has been so prevalent this election season, although that’s part of the reason we should be talking about this. The main reason, for me, that attempting […]
The other day we were all having a conversation. My family and us. Somehow we landed on the subject of death and a final resting spot, and before I knew it we were all taking turns describing how we would want to be despedidos de este mundo. It sounds gory I know, […]
5. No! It’s not an international holiday or even a holiday celebrated across Latin America. Cinco de Mayo, while it has been adopted as a cause for celebration and as good a reason as any to enjoy a couple of margaritas, is actually a Mexican holiday. 4. In the United […]