What makes a home a home? At the beginning of September, my
parents, both my brothers, my cousin and my aunt came to visit. We spent part
of the week here in Granada, one day on island volcano Ometepe, and two days in
an incredible eco-lodge in San Juan del Sur. Highlights were many…from pottery
making, to volcano climbing, swimming in a fresh water spring and a crater
lake, body surfing in the Pacific, kayaking in Lake Nicaragua, ziplining and a
LOT of eating. Our activities were fun and full of laughs, but smaller moments were what I really relished. I woke up early to make coffee with my
Dad and loved grocery shopping with my Mom. My little brother and I perfected
the daiquiri with Nicaraguan rum, my older brother and I perfected the swim across the small house
pool with no strokes, and my cousin and I definitely crushed the hammock
hangout. Of course the week went by way too fast, but I loved the little
moments of regularity, little slices of my home… meals and conversations, card
games and walks. It was great to show my family Granada: my new home and the
program and all my girls. But what makes a home a home is the presence of the
people you care about most. My home away from home was complete.
