There’s No Place Like (a guilt-ridden) Home
I wanted to have a post ready for you about what I do during many of my waking hours here in Costa Rica (and no, contrary to popular belief, it wasn’t about this). But as I was going through some of the pictures on my hard drive, I ran across some that slapped me with my first real dose of homesickness.
I snapped these just before we left for Costa Rica.
I think they knew I was leaving.
And their very demeanor made me feel bad about it.
You’d think they were raised Catholic or something.
The guilt was palpable.
Clearly, my mistake was taking photos of the moment. Because now I have to admit how much I miss Mara’s mitten paws.
And Capone’s curly tail.
Looking at these now, I have to ask myself, were they trying to make me feel guilty on purpose?
Obviously I can’t be sure, but…
Yes, I do believe they were.