Today, my beloved homeland turns 200 years old.
It goes without saying that I love Mexico. Not only does it play a vital role in my identity (have you seen the name of this blog?), but I grew up only a half hour away and spent a large part of my childhood crossing the border, spending almost equal amounts of time in both countries for several years.
Mexico has been through quite a lot lately. Hell, it’s been through a lot since it declared its independence from Spain. But it’s most recent struggles have been heartbreaking to read about. But I won’t focus on anything negative today. Instead, I’ll celebrate the 200 year old existence of one of my favorite places in the world. My 2nd home and my former backyard. The source of a great deal of pride and a vital piece in the puzzle that is yours truly. And I’ll celebrate with pan dulce (which I brought into my office and my co-workers gladly partook of). Lots of love, Mexico.