I am blessed. My isiter invited me to join her in Mexico for a week, at a 5 star all inclusive resort and Oh But its lovely here!
I flew from the Vancouver Island to Calgary, then to Puerto Vallarta,.where I’d meet Sister. The flights were ok, but full, but nothing prepared me for arrival at the airport in Mexico! We’re talking mega crowded, organized confusion. After an hour I made it thru security, and hooked up with sis in a bar where I was immediately fleeced by the waiter. Ok, that was a lesson, now I know…lol
Yeah, cabbed to the resort, and then…the vacation was on! Wow! wonderful staff, easy check in, but wait….we reserved a room with two queen beds, and there was one California King bed. We are adaptable, and that bed is huge! So no problemo. Hung up my clothes, and off we go for cervesa. Not sure that was spelled correctly. Also learned how to spell tequila. A lot. 😋
The food here must compare to a cruise ship…there is a Lot and a massive variety. Breakfasts were super good. Fresh fruit, traditional Mexican delights…bliss! There are a selection of restaurants and bars on site, so we could spend a whole day just eating and drinking around the place. Which we did the first day here. 😎
An hour at the spa I was as relaxed as a boneless chicken, perfect! I came here to get rid of some of the past 7 months of stress. So far, so good!
This place has a lot of people. Many pools, weddings every night, all sorts of people. There seem to be a lot of Canadians, and so far I've met 8 from Van Island. Nice folks, amazed on with my capacity for Charo Negro…tequila, lime and coke. Yummers.
Flew back on the 24th, on a Dream Liner…very nice comfy flight. 5 hr layover in Calgary ended up with me releasing my inner Santa Mac and entertaining two energetic boys ages 6 and 9 by introducing myself as Mrs Claus. They were hilarious, their dad visibly relieved that I was entertaining them with stories of doing the elves cooking and picking up their socks. Lol it was fun.
We landed on the island and I got to my car around 1 a.m., so crawled into bed at the b&b I’d reserved by 2. And Christmas Day? Found a Timmys that was open, then back to bed…huge wind and rain storm was hitting the island, so I stayed under the covers, watching movies and reading. And looking at photos of my life with Santa over the past 23 yrs. Enjoying memories, recalling the moments of wonder with him. I was so lucky. And now, well its never going to be the same
That doesn't mean my life won’t have joy. It does. My heart is filled with joy, grateful for what I’ve had. Do I miss him? Every moment. No regrets. It was a blessed life.
Being Christmas I have a duty, nay a responsibility to do the season right. A tree, lights, decorations, some garland. And Turkey! Today, I stopped at the local IGA when I got back to town. A whole bird was out of the question, I mean I've cooked what? 6 meals since Mac passed. But what to my wondering eyes did appear? A turkey drumstick! Kaloo Kalay! Grabbed a box of turkey dressing, a tin o cranberry sauce, an envelope of gravy….9 brussel sprouts, now we’re cooking! One pan, some chicken broth and 90 minutes later the house was redolent with the aroma of a roasting delicious bird. And yes, it was delicious! Amazingly, one drumstick, and I had enough for seconds, and there are leftovers for tomorrow 😉 Oh Mac would be proud.
And that my friends is how this old gal spent her first ever Christmas alone for many many years. It was occasionally tough, mostly joyful and filled with the love of family and friends. A bit of turkey, some tequila, some tears…I think everything is going to work out okay.
Until next year, Feliz Navidad, Ano Nuevo! 😎😻🎄🎉💕
