Today, in the taxi to the airport in Boston, we drove with a very sweet man from the Dominican Republic. I work hard in America to support my family. I have 7 children. But maybe life is really better in the Dominican Republic. It is beautiful and splendid and colorful and fresh, and I can watch the sun rise and spread over the land. I always have a friend or someone from my family who will live and enjoy life with me, just to spend life together. We may not have much to eat, but we really live and celebrate life.
Seems in America, you have lots of stuff, but you always work, come home watch tv, go to bed and then the same thing all over again. You never have time to live and enjoy life... Just thinking out-loud, he said, as he smiled and opened my door.
And now, I am just thinking...........