When we were with my mom in St. Lucia recently, she took us to the Orchid House, a wing of the Ministry of Agriculture where orchids of all sorts are raised for sale and export. My daughter didn't leave her grandmother's side, and my mom seemed to happy to be there with us all, her child and grandchild, devoted neighbors and Stella, her housekeeper for decades, who more than anyone made her life in St. Lucia possible. My brother is there this week for a medical conference. At the end of it, he will take my mother with him back to Jamaica. I spoke to my mom this morning and she was packing. She said, "It's so hard to pack this time, because I don't know if I will ever come back to St. Lucia." We had all had that thought, but she was the first one to say it. "We'll all come back together," I told her, and I realized that I knew it was true.
Angella- These pictures and what they convey leave me speechless.
ReplyDeletekeep your happy memories alive and don't dwell on what might not happen, or how bad it might become - let the future deal with itself
ReplyDeletelovely photos x
Ms. Moon, i see love and my mother's indomitable spirit. that's what i see.
ReplyDeleteIsabel, lots of happy memories. yes.
Angella, I'll skip the sadness of that last line and just say that I love the generational photo of you, your Mother and daughter together. But I have a question, where is your half belly shirt?
ReplyDeleteMark, i love your focus on the positive. As for my half belly shirt, well, um, not really my dear.
ReplyDeleteThe photos and the memories are priceless. Life is just so fricking painful. But without the pain, I guess we wouldn't appreciate the love and the joy.
ReplyDeleteKathleen, and all of it at once! love.
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