For a week, Copan Ruinas, Honduras, was home. We walked everywhere. And on our daily route, we passed her. Ancient and tiny, neatly dressed, she sat motionless in the doorway of the ice cream shop. If we caught her eye, she would smile slightly and return her gaze to the ground. Hundreds of years ago, kings and priests looked down at their subjects here from the heights of Mayan palaces, sure of their importance, confident in their legacy. Now, children scramble over the crumbling stones. Who knows what joys and sorrows the elderly woman in the doorway had seen. And who knows what she remembers sitting there as we rush by absorbed and busy, toiling under the sun.
- Amy Welborn
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