Even with bad Spanish I have friends in Mexico. Friends who don't speak English, but we make it work. I just went to Sams Club with my neighbor and her daughters. It was fun.
My mom asked when the last time was we had friends where we lived? In the mobile home park we lived in in Las Vegas. And that's because everyone was a transplant like us. We knew everyone who lived around us and even went to a two funerals.
But that was 15 years ago. I knew one neighbor in Arizona and she died. The other who gave me her grapefruit from her tree moved. And the new owner put a Trump sign in their yard. (But there was a lot of Kamala signs).
I did try to make friends in Tucson. I went to bingo. I went to poker. I couldn't connect to anyone.
The USA is lonely. In Mexico the people are so kind. They just seem to proceed with the idea, 'Oh, you live here now? Let's be friends.'
It's a beautiful thing.
I never seen Yamila so happy. The move was a total awakening.
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