The joy of running wild…

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(Above are my two sons, at this time 11 and 8, last summer, and right behind is my Dad)

I was born in Panama, and my kids have been able to go back every vacation for a few weeks.  They stay with my parents, in the countryside, where my parents live. The little town is called El Barrero and my parents have lived there for over 10 years now.  There is a much bigger town right next to it, its call Penonome and many family members live, and it is also about 25 minutes from about three different beaches. My kids love going back every summer and feel the freedom that only small towns in the countryside can give you.

I know times change and their time in El Barrero and Penonome, will not be as it was for me when I was a child and would go there every vacation I had, but in regards to the feeling that nature, freedom, fresh air, and relaxation can give you is pretty close.  They always come back to us more humbled, less demanding, more appreciative, less connected to the electronics that they left behind and more connected to just be present and relax. They come back having discovered new foods that they like, remembering moments they spent with my family, telling stories of hiking trips, horse riding in the mountains, beach walks in the sunset and eating dinners outside with my parents.

I fear sometimes that there will be a moment in which they will choose to stay here and not to go back to Panama, maybe because of friends or girlfriends,  summer school, or sports activities, but at least I know that they will always treasure their time surrounded by the memories I made while growing up.  They had the chance of running wild…

First Book Review of 2020!

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“The Bookshop of Yesterdays” was an incredible read. It was funny, dramatic, sad, insightful, hopeful, romantic, and for the avid reader, an adventure through books and their meaning in our lives.

I recommend this book to anyone who wants to have an adventure of self-discovery, forgiveness, resolve, courage and love.

♥♥♥♥ Four hearts out of five!

Additional info as found in Goodreads

Book: The Bookshop of Yesterdays
Author: Amy Meyerson
Published: June 12, 2018
Publisher: Park Row
Genre: Fiction
Format: Paperback
Source: Purchased in Barnes and Noble

Synopsis

A woman inherits a beloved bookstore and sets forth on a journey of self-discovery in this poignant debut about family, forgiveness and a love of reading. Miranda Brooks grew up in the stacks of her eccentric uncle Billy’s bookstore, solving the inventive scavenger hunts he created just for her. But on Miranda’s twelfth birthday, Billy has a mysterious falling-out with her mother and suddenly disappears from Miranda’s life. She doesn’t hear about him again until sixteen years later when she receives unexpected news: Billy has died and left her Prospero Books, which is teetering on bankruptcy, and one final scavenger hunt. When Miranda returns home to Los Angeles and to Prospero Books–now as its owner–she finds clues that Billy has hidden for her inside novels on the store’s shelves, in locked drawers of his apartment upstairs, in the name of the store itself. Miranda becomes determined to save Prospero Books and to solve Billy’s last scavenger hunt. She soon finds herself drawn into a journey where she meets people from Billy’s past, people whose stories reveal a history that Miranda’s mother has kept hidden–and the terrible secret that tore her family apart. Bighearted and trenchantly observant, The Bookshop of Yesterdays is a love letter to reading and bookstores, and a testament to the healing power of community and how our histories shape who we become.  (Goodreads)

Afternoon… Family… Great Food

Our kids are growing up fast and so are we… Creating memories is as important as being thankful for the ability to keep things together (or from not letting them fall apart)

Tonight we did BBQ Korean-style.  Plenty food, good laughs, strong smell of citronella candles and off, and an extra bag of smile… And we got it done… New memories!

Best part was Andrew thanking us at the end for “throwing a great party”

Short Story

There is no darkness when we want to see

There is no tiredness when our will wants to get there

I have come to the conclusion that years are days

And that a life time can be summarized on a short story

I would like to believe you were the love that took

Away my breath for years

But you are just a short story…

You are just a day

Mari Feb 2012

Anniversary Poem

Yesterday I talked about you,
On how we met, on what circumstances,
It was in that bar, I was with a broken heart,
We talked, we held hands, and we kissed,
We can blame the drinks or my broken heart,
I like to think it was destiny.

So here we are, 12 years later,
A ring in our ring fingers,
2 kids that look more like you than me,
Living the magic of a day to day life

And…

We still talk, we still hold hands, and we still kiss
Perhaps we can still blame the drinks or our unbreakable hearts,
But I still like to think of it as destiny.

By Mari Park 2012