Imagine ...

Imagine a small place...
Sunny, bright, breezy.
A place surrounded with views of the vast ocean. Imagine a place where people smile and not just a smile but their smile fills you with joy, it enters your soul and uplifts you. A place where people live to LIVE; to touch, smell, taste, experience, feel. A place where people are connected to their ancestors not by history books or by the images in these books but by powerful songs and tastes and food so exquisitely delectable that with each bite you are transported to the very core, the very center of your senses and the center of years of tradition and love. A place where the rhythmic patterns of the Congas infuse your heart with the will to want to live and STAND UP and run and explore. In this place music is life and this music encompasses your stories, your day to day struggles and your happiness. Imagine being able to smell happiness, to dive into a cool river in the middle of true life itself and feel like happiness is endless.
If you can truly imagine this place, then you are in my Puerto Rico.
...and I'm missing my home!