The anxiety is still knotting up my guts and bosom and I hate that.
You know how whenever you get anxious or whatever and someone tells you to go to your happy place?
It's a photo that a guest at the Blue Angel resort took from her balcony recently.
You can borrow that image as your happy place if you want. I promise you that if you were there, you would be happy.
Here's another photo from a Facebook page for Blue Angel.
For some reason this picture just makes me cry. The man on the left is Jorge who works at Blue Angel and the sight of his hand on that man's back just brings out the homesickness for Cozumel in me the way nothing else could. As I have always said- yes, Cozumel is an incredibly beautiful island. The water, the sky...not to be believed.
But it is the Mayan people who make it what it is. They are not taught that it's bad to touch but they touch in the good way. A kind and reaching-out way. An I'm-a-human-and-so-are-you way.
And see the little doggie? That is LaLo, the dog of the owner of the Blue Angel and he is ever-present whether at the hotel or on the boat. He will love you if you're sitting by the water, he may even come into your room if the door is open, his tail wagging, his bright eyes shining, as if to say, "Hello, hello! Anyone need a little love here?"
I think he may be the happiest and luckiest dog on this planet.
So, okay, this is where I have cast my mind today and now I'm wiping my eyes and snorting up tears and snot.
Which is better than curling up in a fetal position.
Oh golly. I better get ready to go to town.
One more picture.
Love...Ms. Moon, The Anxious and Homesick