It's been 56 days since I've felt the Mexican sun on my head as I walk to get my cup of coffee in the morning. When I left Merida, I knew I needed to be flexible, prayerful, and willing to accept things that would ultimately contribute to the goal of being in Mexico full time. I left Merida with four big suitcases, a carry-on, a backpack. The plan was to come back, clean out the house, sell everything, including the house, and return to Merida with what I could fit in the empty bags that I brought with me. The plans I left with have drastically changed. Let me catch you up.