This weekend is a celebration of Mexico. Tomorrow is independence day. If you've been reading along for awhile, you know that this is our 6th year in Guadalajara, that we have a love-hate relationship with Mexico, that our sons are/will be Mexican by nationality. We grew up here. We became parents here. We've overcame struggles and defeat and even depression here. Even though we have our days filled with frustration, our hearts will always have a section that's red, white and green, smells of carnitas, and is filled with the sounds of tropical birds, mariachi and bus horns.
Here are some scenes from the past year in Mexico as I browsed through our photo library. Enjoy!
