The BreakUp

So in some of my relationships  I have felt like the Alpha dog, good or bad,
but today my day treated me like a { female dog}.
  
     First I tried to take money out the atm, and the machine ate that bad boy up. I got it back eventually, but Granada ATMs have put the fear in me. I shall only visit my local CitiBank ATM from now on. THEN, i got home, and my computer turned on to flirt with me then shut me down and refused to come back on. Brilliant little machine it is, just when I really wanted to talk to folks back home it decides to front on me.

    When I woke up this morning I had a sneaking suspcision it was going to be a bad day. My ESPN ( Mean Girl reference foolie) was working on overdrive . First off, it was raining, which hasn't occurred thus far. Rain always makes things a little more gloomy, unless one is in love and in the rain, then it doesn't matter. I fixed my ATM debacle and was still battling my computer when my my host mom came home and said she had to talk to me when I was done eating the meal she just prepared. I was worried of course, thinking I had done something wrong. Instead it was a bit much worse.

   My host mom showed me the contract CEGRI ( my school ) sent her and showed how much money the school aka me was paying for my stay here. Then she said " Es no tu , es mi" , famous words worldwide, then she continued saying that i was jovial, caring, linda, ...... and she really loved my company and me but she does not feel like she will be able to take care of me like she would love to and she feels its best i change.  She continued by saying our schedules just clash and she is extremely busy and works a lot  but doesn't earn a lot, and it is too costly for her right now to take care of someone else in addition her schedule.
  
    My heart was sank a bit, and I definetely got teary-eyed, but I completely understand. My mom is pretty much solo dolo, she was married once for 3 months but otherwise its just been her, hence she fears she cannot provide for me in whatever manner. In addition, the economy in Granada is vastly more horrendous than America. Unemployment is 33 %, just to get an idea of the situation. Yet everyone lives their lives in a more relaxed manner, making sure to enjoy every bit of life.

    My mom is constantly fussing over me ( in a good way ), and makes way too much food for me for every meal and takes care of me so well. I feel absolutely spoilt being here because of her care. She protests when I try to clean the house so I do it behind her back and she always tries to make sure I am completely satisfied. I feel that I am pretty easy to please, so the treatment I have been getting here feels  in-excess but very much appreciated.

   After her speech, she asked me if there was anything I wanted to say and if i could forgive her and try to understand. While there was a lot on my mind and I had half the mind to tell her to stop taking caring of me so well, I couldn't say anything. I don't want to inconvenience her or make her feel bad so I will just suck it up.

  And like the perfect breakup , she told to make sure I still visited and keep in touch, visit often, and remain friends with her lovely niece. no doubt

Maria Helena,
   I shall miss your cooking
   I shall miss our nightly ritual of dinner, wine and watching some historial fiction or a fascinating documentary.
   I shall miss your love for music and literature that we both share
   I shall miss the artwork that line your walls.
   I shall miss our conversations, most importantly. With my crippling Spanish and your divine patience.
   I shall miss your ever present care.
   You have made my first days in granada beautiful & peaceful
   No other family will be the same.
   But I wish you all the best , may God increase your wealth.

xx