SECOND Wind

Living in Mexico often brings a slower rhythm, colorful vibrancy, and a strong sense of community. Then, stepping back into the U.S. — with friends, family, and old routines — felt like slipping into another version of myself. I was excited to reconnect, but I noticed how much I’ve changed. It’s a subtle tug-of-war between the life I’ve built abroad and the one I left behind.

Daily life in Mexico tends to be relaxed and spontaneous, while the U.S. can feel structured and fast-paced. Things like dining schedules, customer service expectations, and even conversations can feel different after I have adapted to another cultural rhythm. I find myself missing the warmth of my Mexican neighborhood and the easy flow of life here — even while enjoying time with loved ones in the States.

I’m struck by how much the political climate shapes conversations, even casual ones. It feels like there’s a constant undercurrent of tension — headlines, opinions, debates — and I can sense how divided things have become. After living in Mexico, where daily life often feels more focused on connection, community, and slowing down, it can be overwhelming to step back into the whirlwind of U.S. news cycles and political chatter. It reminds me how different my day-to-day life has become, and how much I appreciate the balance and perspective that living in Mazatlán gives me.

Then there are the simple, everyday differences: prices, tipping culture, transportation, food portions, even the pace of conversation. After living in Mexico, I have found myself doing double-takes at U.S. grocery prices or craving the fresh flavors of Mexican street food. It’s a small reminder that I’ve built a life with different comforts and priorities.

Catching up with family and old friends was beautiful and the main reason we went back. Of course they have continued with their routines, while I’ve been living a completely different chapter abroad. Sometimes it’s hard for them to fully understand my Mexican lifestyle — the language, the local customs, the sense of community — and I felt a little caught between two worlds.

I was able to spend time with my kids and, of course, my sweet grandson. There’s nothing quite like being in the same room, sharing hugs, laughter, and the little in-between moments that calls can never capture. Celebrating my oldest daughter’s birthday while I was there made it even more special. Watching her surrounded by family and friends, I couldn’t help but feel a swell of gratitude. Living in Mazatlán has given me so much — sunshine, ocean breezes, vibrant colors, and community — but these moments with my family I sometimes crave. They ground me, remind me where I come from, and fill my heart in a way that nothing else can. Leaving them is always difficult, but it also makes me appreciate the time we have together even more.

This trip reminded me how deeply connected I am to the people and places that shaped me. It’s never easy to leave, but this visit filled my heart in a way that stays with me long after I’ve unpacked my suitcase. There’s nothing like coming home to Mazatlán — to the sunshine, the ocean breeze, and the life that fills me with so much joy.