December 2018
Dear Friends and Loved Ones,
Jesse has already sent cards to most of you, but this is the unofficial 2018 Christmas Letter.
Jesse and I started this amazing year with a trip to Mexico in January, spending nearly two weeks in San Miguel de Allende in Guanajuato. We loved it. We decided we were not too old for another big adventure. We started looking at houses for sale--and we found some honeys. Ivy, a redheaded former advocate for the rainforests, was a great agent.
Our friend Linda, an international business consultant showed us the town. We enjoyed a night of theater, two big venue concerts and evenings at clubs and restaurants. The cathedral was spectacular and we enjoyed the mercado. I could rave on.
When we returned and shared our exciting news with our family we were met with disbelief and loud resistance. The grandchildren cried immediately, loudly and in unison.
Long story short, we put our house on the market for a move to Denver, not San Miguel, to be closer to the grandchildren.
Selling the house was a revelation, including packing and moving most of our belongings to the garage and polishing the wood floors every other day for showings. By end of June within a span of 48 hours we sold and closed on our Longmont house, closed on a convenient ranch style house in a nice neighborhood in Aurora, and with four moving vans in tow we moved in. (Jesse had to bring his saws and drills and boards and bricks, and I insisted on moving all my books.)
We spent the summer unpacking, searching for a new church, and spending more time with the grandkids. Daughter Abi and her wife Genea moved with us. Abi persuaded us to open our spare room to Airbnb. We call our new place, Zuniga House.
God bless us all in our new chapter 2019!
Love, Michele and Jesse
Dear Friends and Loved Ones,
Jesse has already sent cards to most of you, but this is the unofficial 2018 Christmas Letter.
Jesse and I started this amazing year with a trip to Mexico in January, spending nearly two weeks in San Miguel de Allende in Guanajuato. We loved it. We decided we were not too old for another big adventure. We started looking at houses for sale--and we found some honeys. Ivy, a redheaded former advocate for the rainforests, was a great agent.
Our friend Linda, an international business consultant showed us the town. We enjoyed a night of theater, two big venue concerts and evenings at clubs and restaurants. The cathedral was spectacular and we enjoyed the mercado. I could rave on.
When we returned and shared our exciting news with our family we were met with disbelief and loud resistance. The grandchildren cried immediately, loudly and in unison.
Long story short, we put our house on the market for a move to Denver, not San Miguel, to be closer to the grandchildren.
Selling the house was a revelation, including packing and moving most of our belongings to the garage and polishing the wood floors every other day for showings. By end of June within a span of 48 hours we sold and closed on our Longmont house, closed on a convenient ranch style house in a nice neighborhood in Aurora, and with four moving vans in tow we moved in. (Jesse had to bring his saws and drills and boards and bricks, and I insisted on moving all my books.)
We spent the summer unpacking, searching for a new church, and spending more time with the grandkids. Daughter Abi and her wife Genea moved with us. Abi persuaded us to open our spare room to Airbnb. We call our new place, Zuniga House.
God bless us all in our new chapter 2019!
Love, Michele and Jesse