I can’t remember how I first found your blog–I follow a good number of blogs and often find them through other blogs I like, tangentially in a choose-your-own-adventure style, as so much of the net is. Or it may have been through searching for political information or something on Guatemala. I’m sorry I can’t remember enough to be more specific.

I was at the escuela in May for a couple weeks, though in Guatemala for longer than that. Do you ever go back there? Also, you should know that the teachers there speak of you and Glendi as a great love story, and my teacher especially got all starry eyed and swoony when she told the tale. This is in contrast to one or more of the other teacher-gringo(a) pairings that have occurred.

Don’t feel self-conscious! With all the reading I do I rarely find things I enjoy and click with as much as your writing. Yay!

Lara

How did you find my blog in the first place. Just curious.

Wow, what a nice way to wake up and read these comments from someone I don’t know! (of course now I’ll start getting all self-conscious of my blog and stop writing for another 3 months! Just kidding…)

When were you at the escuela? For how long? I’d also be curious to know how people talked about Glendi and I down there, but probably best not to know.

Really, thanks so much for your kind words. It means so much to hear compliments like this, especially since this blog is just really me talking about what I think, with very few filters. So thank you so much. You’ve made Monday!

Jeremy

I relate so much to so many things you’ve written here, especially this post and the one about atheism and your experience at night on the bridge, and also your feelings about Obama and activism and so much else. You express all of these things so beautifully, with such sensitivity and nuance and love. I’m finding this post now in one of my down periods (also of random clutter on the bed) and find comfort in how you describe your acceptance of the cycles.

Interestingly enough, it took me a long time to connect this blog (which I knew of before I went to Guatemala) with the almost fictional character I heard about there at EDLM. It’s so funny to think of it now–I was actually on Glendi’s family’s street and heard all about your wedding from the teachers there, but never really connected it with this until I really thought about it.

Anyway, I love reading and it makes me happy that you exist.

lara