Endings and Beginnings

It’s with a somber tone and a large dose of joy that I place fingers to keys on my laptop to give an update of my life during the past 12 months.

The somber comes because my 18-year-old doglet, Chili, who has been doing this annual review for several years, gave up writing and living last month, before she had a chance to provide her unique and often unwelcome perspective on the life and times of her personal subordinate (that would be me).

And because a new alpha doglet is ruling the house but has not learned to type, you get to hear about this year’s escapades from the obedient provider of doglet services (that too would be me).

This has been a year about doglets. Many of you have followed by blog and columns highlighting the canine parades making their way through my days of living. Little Jazz died suddenly in late 2017, then Chico came into my life briefly before finding another home. A month or so later Radar was adopted from a shelter and immediately became head of the house, according to him. Chili then died soon after. Puppy training and chewing up of important personal possessions (hearing aid, eye glasses, pens, socks, laptop connections…you get the picture) brings us to the end of 2018.

I have been living in San Miguel de Allende, Mexico for the past year, coming back to the states a couple of times to catch up with friends, to root and vote for Beto, and recently to clear out my house so it can be put on the market.

I bought a condo in this lovely city and am being told construction should be completed by June (the hope is June of 2019 and not 2020). Meanwhile, my sister Paula and brother-in-law and I are sharing a wonderful casita in the central part of town.

Endings and beginnings are the best way to describe 2018 for me. Leaving La Grange, where I’ve lived for the past 24 years is a major change and moving to another country without a car, knowing no one, and walking an average of 3-5 miles a day is proving to be a life altering experience.

Thank goodness the Mexican people are adept at understanding hand gestures, since I am not mastering the language of the natives.

I hope your year has been as satisfying and joyful as mine, and that the new year brings you (and all people of the world) peace, love, harmony, and safety.

Happy holidays and I look forward to seeing or hearing from you soon.

Love to you and yours,

Margo 

Margoj325@outlook.com

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