I have about 10 minutes before the bus arrives, and I wanted to post a quick "nutshell" of my life from the last 12 days. Give me time, y'all. I'll elaborate later - hopefully with separate posts on each of the major events I just survived.
We went to Jamaica on May 4. My grandmother died on May 9. Yes, we were still in Jamaica and it was awful news to receive. It was also damn hard to get any information about a return flight. Long story short... thanks to God's amazing timing, we arrived at Grandmother's funeral on Tuesday morning in Virginia with only THREE minutes to spare.
I'll give you the details later. For now, here's a jumble of words that represent the conflicting thoughts in my head at any given moment these days:
Paradise. God's masterpiece. Sand. Grief. Sunburn. Candlelight dinners. Piano sing-alongs. All-night road trip. Reuniting with family. Tired. Yummy food. Dirty Bananas. Sunshine. Roses on graves. Bagpipes. Costume jewelry. 2 hours of sleep. 650+ photos. Hammocks. Joy. Sorrow. Faith in God's promises. Resurrection. VMI. Kate Prado. Laundry. Sunsets. To Do List. Gratitude. Peace.
I could go on and on, but I can't miss the bus! Details to come, y'all. I promise. LOTS of details. Just sit tight and give me time.