Wow it's been another long while since my last post. So here is something that has been on my mind.
A couple of weeks ago I went with boyfriend to a Nicaraguan family's home for Sunday dinner. That's another unimportant story of how that came about. But basically I went to a Sunday dinner spoken in complete Spanish...btw, I don't speak Spanish.
At times I was just completely out of place, looking around and even ran out of things to daydream about as everyone around me had a grand ole spanish time.
Jk, it wasn't that bad.
It was actually very interesting and I had a lot of time for some internal thought. As I was forced to silence through language barriers there is something that surpasses all of those barriers. L-O-V-E.
Yup, that's right. I may not be able to understand all of what was being said but I could read body language and could feel the love that people have for one another. Hispanic people are known for being very family oriented and this family was no different. The grandfather when asking his wife a question would change his tone to a loving one and always address her as "mi amour" or "amour" and put his arm around her, it was the sweetest thing.
I mean just the fact that they welcome us, complete strangers, right into their home, gave us hugs, and fed us very well. We literally ended up staying there like four hours.
The beauty of it all was that I was able to realize and witness all of these things that you don't usually take notice to because your actually a part of the conversation. Isn't it funny that I witnessed love without speaking?
Love truly is the international language and I wish I could take it to all ends of the earth because love does not always speak but it can be understood in all languages.
Ah, love. Happy day. Spread it around.
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