Sunday, February 21, 2010

Honorary Catracha

The biggest compliment I have ever gotten was from Noel's cousin (one of my favorites). We were arranging some get together, making a list of people who would attend and I semi sarcastically pointed out, "I'm the only white girl," to which he responded "But you're practically Honduran, you are our Honorary Catracha."

*Insert* me full of pride as I know just how proud all of these men are of their Honduran heritage.

To be Honduran is to be hard working, love your family, and be incredibly loyal to those you love. I guess I will take this Honorary Catracha title :)

 
4th of July 2009: Primos and I (they were at the Honduras soccer game in the afternoon)

My husband's huge family

 
The Dona of Noel's dad's side
When I am old I will wear purple...
 
So if your dad's mom had 9 kids and your mom's mom had 5 and each of them had between 3 and 6 kids how many cousins do you have?

That is how my relationship with Noel started out. Everywhere we went; dancing, eating, visiting, he would introduce me to his primos (cousins). I thought he was taking the translation non-literally, in that "we are all Honduran" sense of cousins. But noooo. They are ALL related, albeit with some second cousins. In the beginning I thought he was related to every Honduran in Seattle. Not quite, but most of them are from Tegucigalpa (capitol of Honduras) or Urrutias (his little home village).

I tried to map out a family tree on my first trip to meet the family, but an 8x10 paper was incredibly inadequate. Now when I meet any primo I ask "Which side are you a cousin from?" and "Who's son are you," as I primarily know the women's names.

Ironically, in such a large family Noel has just one blood brother. And one first cousin who he calls brother as they shared a house and bed for 10 years. Their sense of family is amazing, and humbling, as Noel calls his brothers every night, just to make sure they are okay.  To quote him "Who needs friends when you have family? Family will always stick up for you and you trust them. You never know what friends will do." Followed occassionally by choice words about how my friends are not good enough becauase they are not family. Oh hubby I am sooo sorry I don't have gazillions of primos to pick my friends from. I have one sister, she is great, but in this culture I am sure she doesn't want to know about allll parts of my life.

Oh, wait! Noel does have 1 friend. He has known him for his entire life, grew up in the little village, did all of school together and he lives in Seattle as well. One friend in 28 years! But 50+ primos to make up the difference.

My Life

I have a good friend with a blog, and as her many kids keep her hands too full to hold a phone it is nice to be able to check in on her blog to see how her life is going. I decided to do the same so my family and friends can keep abreast of what I am up to. But then I became a nurse and want to integrate stories of patients and how to not end up in the hospital. So I am still not sure where this blog will end up. Be patient with me okay :)

Me: The Basics
~In my 20s
~Married to a Honduran national, Noel, in April 2009
~Plan to move to Honduras permanently by 2016
~Born and raised in the Great Northwest, Seattle and around
~Nurse by profession
~LOVE Latin America and speaking Spanish
~My family is awesome, very united and supportive of my endeavors