My crush on you began one year ago, today. And as our time together has escalated, I have found myself ass-over teakettle in love with you . It is the amicable demeanor of your people and their zeal for life, which I revere. As well as, your tantalizing foods; which provoke the waistband of my bikini bottoms to bulge. You have left me yearning to know you better.
I'm a bit embarrassed to admit this to you, my beloved Mexico; but, I've flirted, and sporadically fallen, for other places in the past thirty seven years of my life. Think of me what you may, but I've been around the block several times before. I'm a travel floozy. Admittedly, I've grown fond of other countries, cities, and states; for some of the tantamount reasons for which I love thee. But this time it is a little different. I promise. I see something different inside of myself when I am embraced by you.
I am happy. Really happy. I am carefree, healthy, and alive.
In truth, I believe you can continue to fill me with what I need. Your vastness. Your diversity. Your richness. There is so much I have yet to learn about you. So much yet to discover. I imagine, in our upcoming years, there will continue to be times when I don't understand you. When I don't agree with you. True love is empathetic. It is our entwined beliefs and experiences that make our love affair so radiant.
Happy one year anniversary!
I adore you more than ever. Your girl, Jen.