Narrative Essay About Mexico

When I went to Mexico for a week, it was an adventure I never thought I would experience. It was the first time I went outside of the United States. I always heard rumors and stories about other places around the world, but it didn’t have the same meaning and effect to me as actually being exposed and involved in it. A great number of things were different, but what really stood out to me was how many stray dogs and cats there were roaming about in neighborhoods. Of course the people who lived in Mexico were used to this and it was part of their culture, but for me, this was something i never witnessed before. It was mind blowing to me. I was overwhelmed with sadness because i knew these harmless animals did not have an owner, food, shelter, …show more content…
When i was younger, in middle school, i did not realize how precious life was. How everything could all be gone in a blink of an eye. But now i realize that the only way to live truly and fully, is to live in each and every moment in the present. I Enjoy life as it unfolds to me. As it is dropped down upon my shoulders. To be able to look at everything in the world knowing somewhere within it, there is beauty. That no matter how bad something may seem to be, it will not last forever and somewhere deep down, there is beauty, there is good, there is much more than “black and white”. There is the in-between as well. I have also learned that I must accept life as it swings at me. As I once read in Siddhartha, “I learned through my body and soul that it was necessary for me to sin, that I needed lust, that I had to strive for property and and experience nausea and the depths of despair in order to not resist them, in order to learn to love the world, and no longer compare it with some kind of desired imaginary world, some imaginary vision of perfection, but to leave it as it is, to love it and be glad to belong to it”