I thought I would feel a sense of overwhelming joy as things return to normal. I know nature renews itself. Tourists are back in the city. Business is totally picking up. Many people, just like me were finally getting home. The city has a fresh coat of paint and shines brighter than ever.
But, as you can see on my way home to Manati, not everything is tourist perfect. This is what tourists never see. There were images I could not even bring myself to photograph. My daughter took some of those pics for me…. some I don’t need a photo. I memorized them.
I don’t want to be negative, just REAL.
I just love to play with the light.
So many people coming home. Boricuas bringing our families to understand our island, to really know deep down why we call Puerto Rico….. mi alma. (my soul)
Una Vista Secreta
As my daughter Ali and I walked through Santa Maria Magdalena De Pazzis, inspecting our favorite tumbas/tombs for damage from last year’s 2 hurricanes, (Yes!!!! I finally made it home for Thanksgiving), she noticed this view from the caretaker’s building.
Mientras mi hija Ali y yo caminábamos por Santa María Magdalena De Pazzis, inspeccionando nuestras tumbas / tumbas favoritas en busca de daños causados por los 2 huracanes del año pasado, (¡Sí! Finalmente llegué a casa para el Día de Acción de Gracias), se dio cuenta de esta vista desde el edificio del cuidador.
Calle Fortaleza, Viejo San Juan.
The umbrellas have been up since summer. San Juan continues to come back as the best vacation spot in the Antilles.
Here is one of my favorite angels. She watches over her family with such patience and a sense of calm. Today the sun looked down and burst with joy.