Our little house above Jaripo

I was born and raised in America, in no way shape of form do I pretend otherwise. But I still have roots in Mexico, after the passing of my Grandfather my father and his siblings were left with land in Mexico. For years that land sat in disrepair, no one took care of it and the house my father grew up in began to erode. I unfortunately do not have the pictures of the old house but it was sad. So my father got together with his siblings, they all pitched in a now the house is no only fixe; but completely rebuilt. This is now a vacation home, I feel blessed to have this place to go to once or twice a year.  Look at the picture its not much but, its a true getaway from the craziness of American life.


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