Here are small snippets from my journal entries here in Buenos Aires:
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Today, the city woke up with its usual creaks and groans - the music of a body filled with arthritic age, eager to lubricate its joints with life ... the cacophony of a metropolis all joining in one chaotic chorus of echoes and lively lament ... the stalwart cement rhythmically throwing syncopated sounds back and forth between street, sidewalk, dwelling place, over and over again. There can be no applause, for the aria never ends. Buen dia, Buenos Aires, morning has come ...
Two days later, Thursday, April 24, 2008
(because that's how long it took to get back to my journal!):
My heart has officially fallen in love with Buenos Aires. I know I felt at home from the very beginning, but today, I am grieving my imminent departure and am already longing for a return ticket. I can sense full-well how living in a city like this can get tiresome and overwhelming and aggravating ... perhaps one day I too will be there and the "honeymoon" will be over ...but for now, if this city asked for my hand and heart - it would have it! Lord, you are so good and kind and gracious to give us this amazing experience. THANK YOU!
Marie
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