Home, Bittersweet Home
I'm so grateful for all the lessons and the support I've been getting having moved back home. It really has not been an easy transition and it is still not complete. I hope to eventually find the peace that I thought being back in St. Lucia would grant me. Until then, I'll just be learning these lessons and trying to keep up my optimism and faith. I want to express myself as clear as possible and as honest as possible about my experience moving back so I'll give a few stories about the different areas of my life. Once I set foot back in St. Lucia and I felt that warmth, I was a happy critter. I smiled all the way home. My friend..scratch that..my sister, Nicole, came to meet me at home with a macaroni pie with the words, "Welcome home, sweet patat" written in ketchup on the top. It might not seem like much but man, I could've cried right there and then. I got to finally meet her daughter (my adopted Godchild now) and obviously we fell in love. It r...