I woke up with the saddies this morning, as my friend Sue used to say, which seems impossible here in paradise but it happens and then I went outside to see a gloomy day, raining a little, a gentle spit here and there and I think the day will clear as island weather does. It comes and it goes with the wind and the hour.
We spoke to a Scottish woman at breakfast and she is scared for the world because of our election and all of the things happening in her part of the world as well and I teared up from frustration and fear and embarrassment and all of the things we've been feeling since the election.
The waves are coming in high this morning, splashing and frothing the walkways but still the divers will go out.
And the cruise ships will come in.
I think we are going to town today so that Mr. Moon can watch a game in a sports bar and I am probably going to walk around and maybe shop a little. I remember when I used to love to shop in Cozumel but now I feel so shy about it and awkward and it's hard for me. Perhaps I used to want things more than I do now. But I'd love to get a few things for my grands, at least.
We shall see.
New Year's Eve day. I asked Sergio this morning what he is doing to celebrate and he said he will be with his family. They will have a pinata.
"Of Donald Trump?" I asked.
"No," he said, then, "Maybe."
I made a disparaging remark about DT and he said, "I hope he does well. If he does well, we all do well."
"You're right, you're right, you're right," I said. I felt chastened and schooled.
Still, I am not hopeful, nor was the Scottish woman but I will keep Sergio's words in my heart.
Peace be upon us all, wherever we may be.