7 months down, 13 to go…
March 31, 2008 | 10 Comments | Caribbean Living, Daily
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dear Nevis,
in just 18 days, i will finally be preparing to go home for the first time. i’ll only be gone two weeks, but i have a sneaking suspicion i’ll miss you just a little bit. in honor of our imminent separation, i’ve been reminiscing a bit about all of the things you’ve taught me since i arrived. i’ve grown a lot in the past few months. and learned many wonderful things about myself. and you.
i now know how to:
- take a freezing cold shower and be fully washed/rinsed in only a few minutes flat
- BOP cockroaches
- recognize and flag down an H-bus
- change a flat tube on a hot sandy beach while being swarmed by tiny flies
- religiously check expiry dates on everything in the grocery store
- cycle past roadkill and poisoned dogs without breathing (or looking)
- recognize that “good morning! how are you?” is a necessity not a courtesy
- eat a (broken) freezer full of processed food
- stop whatever i’m doing to enjoy the rain
- look forward to sunrises
- memorize detailed lists of facts by candlelight and LED headlamp
- cope with naturally curly hair frizzed out by Caribbean humidity*
- get by on much less (of everything)
perhaps one of the most important things you have taught me, dearest Nevis, is the ability to slow down. there is nothing so important that can’t wait another few minutes. there is no place so important to be, no one so important to see. time goes by too fast as it is. there is nothing i can do to make it slow down. and certainly nothing i would want to do to make it speed up.
how we spend our days is how we spend our lives.
i’m not worried about tomorrow or yesterday. i’m in love with today.
i feel so blessed to be on this wonderful journey in such a perfect place.
you are perfect because of — not in spite of — your imperfections.
all my love,
`Jennifer
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*okay, i haven’t fully learned this one yet. i have a feeling it’ll be a lifelong lesson.

























