We left at the end of July 2011 to spend some time with Zack’s Grandpa in Cuyutlan, Mexico. This would be my first time to fly international and I was so nervous. I became nauseous as soon as we stepped foot onto the plane but I thought nothing of it. My nerves were getting the best of me and I just needed to close my eyes and wait until we landed in Guadalajara. That plane ride was the longest ride in my entire life with terrifying turbulence. I literally had to have mind over body because I wanted to lose it so bad. I have never had this problem on an airplane before. When we landed we got on another small plane to head to our destination and I just knew that day would be the day I was going to meet Jesus. I NEVER want to ride a small plane again.
When we finally made it to the airport I was never in all my life so excited to see land. We went through customs (which was a scary experience for me) and then met His grandpa and Juan who were waiting at the airport to pick us up. We spent the night in the coolest hotel in a little town called Ajijic. The town was amazing. The roads were cobblestone, they had dancing in the streets, lots of ice cream, and the churches were amazing. We had breakfast that next morning and then headed to his Grandpa’s house in Cuyutlan. This house is a little slice of paradise right on the ocean. GORGEOUS!The next day a rush of sickness swept over me and the nauseousness came back like a flood. For 3 days straight I threw up right on cue. In the morning, at lunch, and at dinner. The smell of pusole made me sick to my stomach and I drank nothing but orange pop because it was the only thing I could keep down. I thought nothing of the sickness because Zack got sick too so after a couple of days I was determined that I drank Mexico water (you know what they say) and I just had to flush it out of my system. We spent the rest of the week walking on the beach, swimming in the ocean, and shopping in the local towns. We toured some of the cathedrals that were made of gold and listened to live music. We went to the mall and watched Transformers and Harry Potter and they showed us the tortigaro (aquarium) and lime fields. We stayed up late playing Mexican dominoes and going for late night swims in the ocean and pool. It was an amazing vacation despite our sickness that we tried to control. I loved the simplicity of life down there. The people had nothing (not the luxuries we have) yet they worked and went home to their families and were happy. They didn’t NEED anything. Talk about humbling.
The next few days was hit and miss on being sick. I learned once I got it all out I would feel better and I went on. Our last few days we relaxed around the house and beach and I was in Heaven. I missed home but could stay longer. It was a lot of fun getting to know Papa Mac.I loved the hot black sand on my feet and I could watch the Pacific Ocean for hours. I loved just sitting on the beach in Zack’s arms talking about our future. We talked about marriage but I didn’t have a clue as to his hinting around about an engagement in the future. It was only a matter of months I would have a fiance’ but that would come later in the school year.Finally it was time to head back home. Papa Mac and Juan dropped us off at the airport and hugged us goodbye. I couldn’t wait to come back and hopefully not be sick the next time. Maybe we would come next summer. We made our first flight and almost missed the second flight in Houston. I don’t think I have ever been so happy to make it to Dallas-Lovefield. My parents picked us up and the first thing I wanted was some American food. We went to Outback and what do ya know…….I got sick.
I’m sure you know what I am getting to. I knew I couldn’t be pregnant. I kept having a period (spotting-sorry TMI) every month and I took a test just to see if it was possible and it came back negative. I knew both of our parents would have a stroke if that was the case and me as well. I wasn’t ready for that. Zack wasn’t ready for that. I was head over heels in love with Zack and I knew he felt the same about me. I was ready to get married but not ready for a family. Zack and I’s relationship was serious but we decided that we needed to not continue to be intimate until we were married. It was a mutual agreement and I felt better about it all. I knew what we did was wrong. I knew better. Zack and I prayed about it and sought a Godly relationship with each other. I think that was the turning point in our relationship and it’s been a statue in our home to this day. I am so thankful for that. I am so thankful for forgiveness and grace. We are so imperfect yet God picks us up and loves us unconditionally.
The next couple of weeks I finished my job at the Credit Union where I was working and had to pack up AGAIN and head back to Stillwater for college. The sickness from Mexico had vanished. I had my own apartment to paint and decorate. I had my own kitchen and dishes and it was all so awesome and new. The night before my first day of school, Zack came up and we cooked a big spaghetti dinner for the two of us. I felt like we had matured 2 years since the summer. Everything was so different since we gave our relationship to God. We prayed together over the food and I will never forget that night for some reason. I felt a new beginning coming and boy was I ever right.