March 1st at the beach! Nothing’s changed- I’m here, the March Marathon Slice of Life begins, winter’s gone and the space leaves your breathless and breathing but yes, there’s one thing that’s changed, changed my whole life, forced me to move away from myself and come back again- recreate myself.
For the first March in 20 years, you aren’t here snoring as I write at 3am. How I miss that snore… that loud snore of sleep… how I miss the your life as a sleeper even if it was often filled with torment, restlessness, because you always came out of it more refreshed than you went in. But then, in August, it grew harder for you to sleep after the fall, and finally, one last hospital imposed sleep allowed you to pass away and as you passed I was abruptly forced to say good-bye to the life that I loved.
And now it’s March 1st and the Slice of Life marathon begins for the 9th time and I’m back in my sandals at Excellence Playa Mujeres on a new journey- finding my way back to me with you, but without you… I’m in that undesirable place where no one wants to be.. I’m in the place of with those who are left behind…
Table for one? Yikes. A table for 10 last night for White Night(just a color theme). It was way too big for one and shall me say I didn’t linger over my meal, but I am happy to be here, excited about my week to come, grateful for the amazing staff who see me as person, not a woman alone, to be pitied.
I can tell lots of amazing stories about the people of Excellence and here’s the latest:
Last night, my waiter, Angel 2, looked familiar right away. In fact, he has been working here for 6 years and for the last two years, of our trips here, he was our waiter in their excellent French restaurant. We chatted, catching up. He didn’t remember us as first but then, when I recalled that our first meal with him was after a torrential downpour that forced his kids to stay home from school for a Rain Day. yes, he remembered us.
Now Angel is working at the Steak House- the only restaurant that we’ve had some bad meals. But now that he’s there he was quick to have me come back and try out their new menu.” Please, join us!”
But he didn’t stop there. He called over his manager of the steak house and together they pleaded with me to join them for a meal that they will have the chef prepare to my particular desires… ahh…I call that VIP service.
Yes, Excellence Playa Mujeres is the place to be to restore me, to me.
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