Traveling brings out the inner romantic in me. Or maybe I’m just such a hopeless romantic all the time, I just don’t notice it (it’s probably option two).
Sundays in Mexico are my favorite for so many reasons: mass, dressing up, eating all the street food, being (extra) lazy, music, drinks, people (me) actually going out to the plaza.
But what I love most is that people take the time to just relax. I love that after church people just sit down and fellowship. This is so different from the culture back home. We are always so busy, checking off our endless to do list. I know that personally I’m such an impatient person. I constantly have thoughts of what I want to accomplish running through my mind and I have such a go-go-go mentality.
Yesterday really opened up my mind to just being able to rest. Rest in the moment. Savor life, love, family. I found that by doing this, I am able to find so much beauty in everything. Literally everything. Like my heart was swelling with how much beauty I found in everything I encountered: the smiles of familiar strangers, the rugged, wrinkled hands of my grandmother, the misty rain, the avocado I ate for dinner. And maybe it’s the inner romantic in me, but I am convinced that ugh. Life is just so beautiful and we don’t appreciate it nearly as much as we should.
So stop to smell the roses. Pause. Reflect. Breath. Give Thanks. Find the beauty in everything and every moment. I promise it’s there. You just have to stop to look at it.