A year ago....

I was stepping (cannot say for the first time) México. This year I decided to stay and try to live here. Not easy though... the first month was really hard, after that hard was to see the days go by and me without a job to stay. Made some acquaintaces (cannot say friends entirely) and I believe I really grew up in some aspects of my life. But things aren't easy, still aren't. I have now a job that I like but not exactly what I want and sometimes I really ask... Why am I here? What is the point of being here? Maybe God is putting me lots of obstacles in my way in order for me to be stronger, maybe I am becoming stronger. But I am also down a lot, I can't really say I have many friends in here and yes... sometimes I feel really lonely, I want to talk to someone and don't have with whom. I am not an easy person (totally aware of that) ... But hey... today should be of celebrating (?) and not sadness. Cheers to me and thanks México for the change in my life