Going “home” always makes it harder to go back. When I’m away although I’m sad and I miss my family it’s not so bad. But man after I visit I never want to leave and when I get back to my now home I am always super sad and miss everyone even more.

Ahorita… it could mean now it could mean never, two hours from now. Nobody knows. And how nobody plans things ever and when they do plan things nobody is on time. Drives me crazy.

I did the opposite. Moved to Mexico to be with my husband. And I’m just being honest. It’s freaking hard. It sucks sometimes when you have nobody and you don’t know the culture and the area. Not saying it’s impossible but you’ll definitely struggle. Having lived in both countries they are completely opposite.