With all of the comotion going on, I decided to just take a break from life. I decided to take a self trip to the bahama's island to learn how to breathe again. When I arrived to my destination, my eyes had much pleasure. The beautiful palm trees sat on the beautiful white sand. The breeze slowly went through my hair, and I already felt much relief. Every now and then, I have this sudden rush of thought that gets me very worked up and depressed, and now was one of those moments. It hit me as soon as I got in my hotel and settled. I couldn't help but think about the tragedies going on back home. The love of my life stayed back home to help keep things under control while I gathered myself. As time passed, what bothered me the most was my father's death. How could a person that caused me so much pain and frustration be this troubling to me after their death. I believe this is God's way of opening my eyes to the more important things in life. As time continued to roll on, Chris called to check on me, as he should. We got off the phone, and there goes that rush again. I begin to think about how much this man really means to me. It seems like his love and affection are just not real. I mean he cooks for me, tends to my every need , and sometimes I over look him without even batting and eye. After all the things that has happened to me in my life, I know that he understands, and I do know that he wants me to be happy. I guess it took this time for me to be alone for me to final come to grips about these little things that really could make my life better and me have more joy. After I had a long talk with myself about these things, it was time to make and early trip back home.
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