Tag Archives: El Salvador

Volviendo a casa

Es difícil creer que hace 43 años tomé un autobús con mi mamá y tres de mis hermanas y me fui de El Salvador. No tenía ni idea de a dónde íbamos. Pensando en retrospectiva, no recuerdo haber tenido equipaje, pero probablemente teníamos alguna muda de ropa. No teníamos posesiones reales que llevar. No tenía […]

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Going Home

It’s hard to believe that 43 years ago I took a bus with my mom, and three of my sisters and left El Salvador. I had no idea where we were going. Thinking back, I don’t remember having any luggage, but we probably had some change of clothes. We had no real possessions to take. […]

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El Salvador Needs Jesus

I have four days left here in El Salvador after 43 years since I left. I have gone running a few times and I have thanked God for allowing me to be born in this country. But I thank Him He allowed me to live in the United States for over43 years. It is no […]

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