The Caribbean… a place that is dear to me for so many reasons. It was and is home to some of my dearest loved ones, it’s where I like to escape from the 9 to 5, and it is where I fell in love. Everything about the Caribbean makes me feel born again. From the moment I step off the plane there is a certain smell and sound that refreshes me and somehow erases the troubles on my mind.
Although I haven’t been to all the islands in the Caribbean, there is one in particular that I will always love the most (no offense to my Antiguan family), but Barbados surprised me. I expected to lay on a beach for seven days straight not being bothered, not lifting a finger, basically not moving at all! But I worked out, I took walks, I looked for a new job, I was inspired. Of course I kept the rum punch in rotation, but I felt like I didn’t want to keep still. This island felt more like home than a vacation, very familiar, as if I belonged. To think I almost didn’t join my family on my initial trip to Barbados makes me thank God more each day that he allowed me to be there despite what was going on in my life at the time.
On that trip, though I didn’t know it at the time, I met my husband. It would take nearly three years and several trips later to finally be together, but trust me when I say it was worth it. This will forever be my favorite island, my favorite memory, my favorite second home…my sweet sweet Barbados.