¿Saben ustedes? Vivo aquí. I live here.

I’ve realized something this week. I live in Guatemala.

On Monday, Alex, the Executive Director of Transitions, pulled me aside and asked I how felt about going to Houston in November for the annual Board of Directors meeting. One of the Board Members thought it was important for me to be present, and is offering his frequent flier miles and his home to me for the weekend meeting.

So this week, I’ve felt excited, and very honored, but my biggest take away from the Houston invitation has been the realization that I live here.

I’m going back to my country, but then I’m returning home, to Guatemala, because I work here, I live here, my life is here. And in my various times abroad, this is the first time I’ve felt like this. I don’t track my weeks and months here, like I did in Switzerland, Ghana and Honduras. Well, I am counting down till my family comes to visit for the holidays, and for Mickey to come join me here. But I’m not dreaming of my return to the Bay Area. Okay, maybe I’ve been thinking about Cheeseboard Pizza recently.


I love this city. I love the daily glimpses of gorgeous volcanoes. I love the open air cafes and the bars. I love when I have conversations in Spanish. I love all the churches, and parks, and bakeries. I love making things happen at Transitions – dreaming about possibilities, and working towards them.