The other day I found myself deep in thought about Jamaica. We built a relationship over the last few weeks and now I am wondering, will this work? I mean, Jamaica is miles away now and as much as there are so many great memories I simply have to let go and move on. I’m in Canada now, this is my home. The good memories are so potent. The taste of mangoes, the feeling of salt water on the skin, stickiness caused by the heat and perspiration, the taste of heavenly ice cream on a hot day, should I go on? The breathtaking views, the adventurous bus rides, even the stray dogs added to this enriching experience. And while I’m in love and wish that I could spend the rest of my life in Jamaica, sometimes you have to ask, does all good things have to come to an end?

Jamaica is over and while those memories will be as vivid as ever, I simply can’t experience it any longer because I’m elsewhere. It’s a hard truth to accept but like most people, I find that I’m struggling to hold on to a piece of Jamaica. This time, I don’t want to let go- not for good. I’m making efforts to hold on to relationships I’ve built with family and friends. I’m making the fire burning and hoping it will burn forever but we know the truth. With little oxygen, it will soon go out.

For now though, I’ll keep Jamaica close to my heart because time will be the healer of all broken relationships.