You’ve probably read about “Blue Zones”. They are areas of the planet where people live longer, healthier and happier. Studies have identified commonalities that we all can incorporate into life to improve health and longevity.
The one important area of the circle that has eluded us has been having a community of friends and family that we socialize with and depend on. When we first explored moving to Bacalar, we found what appeared to be a vibrant social community. There were parties and the potential for numerous friendships, or so we thought. In the nine years we have lived here, much has changed. People moved on, Covid hit and we have grown more and more isolated in our beautiful jungle home.
This week the proverbial shit hit the fan. Lisa’s mom has not been doing well since her bout with Covid. There have been multiple doctor visits as we attempted to figure out and give her some relief from symptoms that have put a halt her day to day activities.
Also this week, Lisa and I both broke out in some jungle crud rash that is itchy, and causing small, burning blisters. I will not post any pictures.
I had a molar pulled due to a broken root. Hopefully I am a candidate for an implant down the road. Again, no pictures.
On top of all of this and more that I won’t go into, the car broke down. Weird smells and even weirder noises is enough to stress us out big time which I’m sure is a no-no for Blue Zone living.
When I woke today my game plan was clear, ask for help. As a USer, lesbian and overall pain in the ass, my modus operandi is, figure it out, do it myself, “I’ve got this”. Well, not today folks.
I had made a friend at the gym who mentioned that he had an auto mechanic. We have found it so important to know people who know people. I called Rod and his mechanic is at our house right now working on the car. We have been loosing sleep over all this drama, which is never a good thing.
I’m not sure what’s with us and hunky guys but we are so grateful for the help. The car is fixed and Alice has an inner ear infection which is highly treatable. Breathe, relax. I guess you never know where your people will come from. Relationships of all sorts are worth nurturing and sometimes you do that by being vulnerable and asking for help. Friends can always say no, but sometimes they surprise you.
DOS TORTAS
the adventures of dos tortas 
Living in small communities often brings the kind of help lacking elsewhere. It’s one of the advantages, I guess. Point your hunks in our direction. There are very few ‘lookers’ among our village people! 😉
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You might have to hang out at the gym 💪
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Not much chance of that ever happening 😉
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😂😂😂
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Always okay to ask for help! When I was younger, I didn’t. But now that I’m in my mid 70s I find it is it easier to ask for when I need help with. And wonderfully, people often say yes. I’m realizing that older people asked me for things when I was young and I always said yes when I was able, so it’s fair to turn it around now. In the past, I sometimes offered before the person needed to ask, and I’m finding that people are making offers to me now. You can develop those relationships more easily in small towns I believe.
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Thanks for all the latest. I try to be empathetic, then there’s the view lol. Hope Alice is steadily improving and congrats on the anniversary.
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Honey, you have a pretty sweet view yourself.
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