Going Home

I went to Mexico for the first time when I was six years old. I am sure that is when I fell in love with everything there. We have been back several times and every time I discover something else about the country that makes me want to go back another time.

The great thing about going so often is that I have made several good friends and I am excited to go back and see them every year. I missed going two years in a row while I was in dental school and it was the longest two years of my life.

That is the reason I decided that I wanted to work in an office of Tijuana dentists. I did all of the paperwork and headed to Mexico to become a permanent resident. On the drive there, I finally felt like I was going home. I knew it was where I had always belonged.