I'm not dead. Not even close.

My lack of posting has not been for a lack of things to post about -- because trust me, I have a lot to post about.

My mom and Marian are currently here, and it has been great. I have had many moments of utter disbelief while just sitting in my kitchen, or in my bedroom with them -- I can't believe that they are actually here in the flesh. Kind of strange, but definitely awesome.

We went to Dublin this last weekend, and it was great. It was homey. And so, it was perfect to be in a more homey, familiar country (ie, more similar to the US) with my mom. It was a nice break from Toledo. As much as I love Spain, I loved getting away for a weekend. I loved the carpeting in the hotel, the fact that they sold bagels in the grocery store, and that, for the first time in months, I was surrounded by people who had blonder hair and lighter eyes than I. But of course, upon my return to Spain, I fell in love again with hearing Spanish. But that's not really surprising.

What is surprising though, is the mini-identity crises that I've been working through since my mom has been here. I'm trying to reconcile my lives in a way. Or, maybe I'm forced to reconcile them. I don't know. But it's been interesting. I have been thinking a lot about what I am doing here, who I am here, who I was at home, what I want to be doing in the future, and who I want to be. Allowing somebody in to see this part of my life has made me think about things in new ways. And this is good.

My mom will be here until Monday. And I'm sure I'll still be mulling things over long after my company leaves. But until then -- we're heading to Cadiz this weekend, to soak up some solar rays on the beaches that won't be warm enough to swim in. We're renting a car, which is only a dream come true. And who knows, I may even learn to drive a stick -- if Marian is brave enough to teach me! So many dreams coming true in such a short amount of time. I am loving this.

So anyway-- I promise you more in the future.
besos!