I am living with the most precious family. S, from Alterna – the organization I’m working with – brought me from the Xela bus station to the home of my host. The two greeted each other like they hadn’t seen each other in years, with kisses and hugs and delighted squeals from Sophie: “Mama Cony!” In fact, it had been just a few weeks. Mama Cony greeted me with open arms and sweet Spanish words. She is warm and mild and told me with a smile when I said that I wanted to tell my mother I had arrived safely, “tell your mama that you are with your mama Guatemalteca now.”

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We were still above the clouds when I woke up, the captain had just announced that we were about to descend. Out the window, a downy bed of white stretched across the horizon. But with a blink I noticed something rearing up above the clouds—

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