I still don't have my computer back. I am writing this with my I pad but I haven't been able to figure out how to put photos on the blog yet. I don't know if my computer will ever get out of the shop.
I have something on my mind that I wanted to write about so I decided to get on the blog today, even without photos. I just read the Guadalajara Reporter about the recent attacks on police officers. It makes me so sad. There have been four different attacks on police officers here in the past month. One was on a convoy going on the road to Puerto Vallarta. Fifteen were killed and five injured. One of those fifteen was a woman. The paper said it was a group of newly trained officers. Trained just last year. And at that point I started to wonder if it was any of those who stayed at El Tapito when I was there in December with my family. They had filled up the hotel. All very young and beautiful men and women and so full of light and hope for their futures. They were friendly to us as we walked past.
At that time I wondered why they would have chosen such a dangerous job. And now I still see their faces in my mind. Not each person specifically, but the general feeling of them, so strong and young and beautiful. It is another tragedy for Mexico to have lost their good men and women to the cartel.