I am about to embark on a long needed vacation. It’s time to relax, and spend some time with my family. I can’t wait to see the look on my children’s faces when the plane lifts off the ground, or when they see the sunrise from above the clouds for the first time in their lives.
I can’t wait to bring them somewhere where nature is the attraction, not the technology. I am looking forward to teaching them about another country, another culture, and how people can be so happy when they have so little from our perspective, yet lead such full lives.
For me, it’s time to dig my toes into the sand, and show my children that there are places in the world where the beaches aren’t polluted, and you don’t have to swim between two poles, and there are no boardwalks or loud arcades to drown out the serenity of nature.
I can’t wait to see the looks on the faces of my children (through snorkel masks) when a school of – fish swim right up to them, or when a crab the size of their arm walks across their path in the middle of the night, or when a peacock knocks on the back door asking for a snack. I can’t wait for them to taste fruit that has been just picked off a tree, or drink from a coconut that was opened up just for them.
Most of all, I just want to get away from all there is to do in my life. There is not enough time in our busy lives to enjoy each other, any Mommy working hard on getting published hasn’t helped that. This next week is about re-bonding with my family.
Ire. Ya Mon. No Worries. Jamaica, bring me back to what’s really important… my family.