Solamente Dios

My senior year in college, I lived in an apartment building called Argyle. Fall semester of my senior year, I met a Mexican girl named Rocio while I was during laundry. I saw Rocio often as she cleaned our apartment building and quickly figured out that she was new to the states and only spoke Spanish. For some reason, I thought about her often everytime I saw her and thought how much it would suck (probably not the best choice of words but that is what I thought:) if I couldn't talk to anyone during the day and didn't understand anyone. So, whenever I saw her I began to speak what little spanish I did know with her. Many times just smiling and asking her how her day was. However, one day while I was talking to her she told me her birthday was coming up soon later in the week. I had been praying for her and decided to take her out to eat for her birthday. After that we had more of a friendship and I talked to her more often. That semester she invited me to one of her aunt's weddings. That was the first Mexican wedding I had ever been to--with full out mariachis, cowboy hats, matching leather boots and belts and ranchero shirts. Also, the only English speaking, white girl in attendence. Rocio met my family when I graduated in May 2005 and then I moved to New York City.

While I was in NYC I would get e-mails here and there from Rocio in we kept in contact a couple times a year. I then found out that I would be moving to Fresnillo, Mexico for a year after being in NYC for two years. Within the same month of October 2007 I received an email from Rocio, who I hadn't talked to for months. I asked her at the time if she new were Fresnillo was and it turns out that it is five hours away from her home town of Durango, Mexico where the rest of her family lives. However, she continued to live in Minneapolis, MN. I had planned on visiting her family at some point while I was in Mexico; until, Saturday, January 5th I received a message from her on my computer via MSN messenger from Rocio asking me if I was still living in Mexico. I told her yes and she told me that she had returned to Durango, Mexico her home town for the next five months!!! Craziness!! We haven't seen each other for three years, I met her in Minneapolis during college and now we are five others away from each other in the same state of Mexico!! Solamente Dios se puede planear algo asi.

I saw Rocio the next day, January 6th 2008, in her home town of Durango spending the night at her aunt's house and meeting part of her family the next day. What a blessing it was to see her and to meet her family in her langauge in her home town. It still makes me smile and is hard for me to believe!! Only the Lord can plan things like this!