Dear Puerto Rico,
I miss you…
I miss discovering you. Unearthing every direction of a place I’ve never been. Finding your soul in the streets of La Placita. And, your heart in Old San Juan.
With sights of history, and scenes of dreams that formed as the waves evolved. I miss days of lounging on the beach, as if I’m a traveler with no home. The sun kissing my skin with a love that shows on my face and brightens my life.
I miss getting lost in our unknowns. With you introducing me to foods that fed my soul. The energy within those intoxicated nights. And let’s not forget the sights of beauty that walked the streets beyond the scenery.
I miss the memories made discussing the trials and paths of life with family that I’ll know better now then I did the moments before. Puerto Rico, you made me lust for travel. And, I thank you for that.
Until we meet again.