Dinner with new friends

A few weeks ago as Ana's family and I were unloading ourselves from my car, I noticed a white couple walking by, pushing a stroller. Because I normally never see white people, especially white people I don't know, I got all excited and stopped them. We talked a little and then they went on their way.

A couple of days ago I got a message on Facebook from someone I thought I didn't know inviting me to dinner. After checking out her Facebook page, I recognized the baby and realized it people who live in the same colonia as I do.

Fany thought I was nuts. She asked, "You met them on the street and you're going to their house for dinner?" Okay, she's right, it is a little odd. But we North Americans band together. I explained that although I don't know them, I do know many of their friends and Pastor Paysen knows them so it will be okay.

Tonight was our dinner. It was nice! They walk every evening with the baby in a stroller, so they walked over to my house and then we all walked back to their house. We had really good fajitas and a dump cake for dessert. That was very North American of us. Hondurans never, ever have dessert.

They are a super sweet couple who came here as teachers and a bilingual school. Their baby was even born here! I told his mother that she is extremely brave, to give birth in Honduras. I know Honduran women who go to the US to give birth, and it's not because they want citizenship, it's because the hospitals here can be so scary. They were blessed with a doctor who made them feel very comfortable, even through an emergency c-section.

He is finishing an internship in ministry. I could see how he will be a good pastor from his mannerisms. She used to teach, but now keeps busy at the church where her husband is interning. And she seems to love being a Mom.

I noticed she and I have some things in common, like cooking and a preference for natural remedies that I would have like to explore further with her. I hope I get my butt in gear and invite them over for dinner one night. Part of me would like to get to know them more, but I also know they are moving back to the US soon and I hate goodbyes.

At the very least, it was a delicious dinner with nice company for tonight.

This afternoon I took Jetty to the vet. It was supposed to be for her anti-parasite meds, but the doctor is concerned Jetty might have diabetes or kidney failure. She has an insatiable thirst and eats a lot yet has lost weight, which is especially odd because she has always been on the heftier side.

The doctor said from palpitating her stomach, everything seems fine, but he wants to do bloodwork. I am going to take time and pray. I would be very, very sad if something is wrong with Jetty. Honduran people don't understand it, but she is my main companion.

Jetty