… hasn’t it?
So sad to see that my last post was in October of 2011!!! So much has happened since then!
Where shall I start??
Well let’s pick up from where I left off… November came and went, and with it my very first Thanksgiving here in the United States.
I had really intended to blog about this occasion, especially since it really meant a lot to me… because I for one, have MUCH to be thankful for. Let’s begin.
I am SO thankful for my new family who have shown me immense support since I arrived here. And it’s not just support, but love – affection, understanding, consolation, reassurance. It’s been tough not being home with my family and friends, and to be immersed in an environment so full of togetherness, it is truly something that I am thankful and ever so grateful for. Don’t get me wrong. It has been tremendously overwhelming at times, but nevertheless, I know that I am fortunate if not privileged to experience this kind of love.
For me family is something that has always been there… just, been there. There has never really been a ‘real’ connection between myself and my family – everybody was always off doing their own thing, somewhat distant from each other and really only communicated amongst each other on special occasions – Christmas, funerals, christenings, Father’s Day, Mother’s Day and the occasional birthday… the VERY occasional birthday. I have trouble recalling the number of “I love yous” that I’ve ever heard from my family – parents included – so it was a bit of a surprise to me to hear my new family use these words among each other all the time… and not just say it, but MEAN it! As new and as overwhelming as it might have been, I have truly learned the meaning and appreciate the power behind these words… a FIRST for me. And this is simply the beginning of many ‘firsts’ that I came to have as 2011 drew to a close.
So I will thank Mummy Ali for her constant and consistent encouragement, Aunty Pat for her unwavering consolation and kindness, Uncle Gregory, Matthew, Greg, Jordanne, Erik, Hummingbird, Chris, Blayde, Crystal, the Sweeneys et al for their friendly dispositions, and my new sisters Camille, Keagan and Sydney who accepted me and made me feel welcome without even (really) knowing me. (Please forgive me if I’ve left you out; it is not my intention. I’m simply ‘on a roll’ and rambling, but know that I’m thankful for YOU too!)
I am thankful too, for the little ones around me, especially Logan, who though hard-of-hearing at times, really did a fantastic job of keeping me entertained with his antics and unknowingly put a smile on my face when I needed it the most.
Most of all I am thankful for Kurt. Never have I met a more understanding individual. And I use the word ‘understanding’ because he’s far from patient, yet he’s managed to continuously support me, encourage me, love me, befriend me and all the other things all the above did… all by himself. He let me into his home, into his family, into his circle of friends, into his LIFE! It takes a person of strong character to be able to pull that off, and I’m certain that I did not make it easy for him to do. So if I’ve never said it before Kurt… thank you.
It’s funny the things you notice you never had, when you have them… and how much more you come to appreciate them once you do!
Immediately following Thanksgiving my younger sister Lizzy came to visit with her husband John and friend Jordan in tow. This was a much needed reunion of familiar faces, and it all but made my year!
Christmas
Christmas was a difficult time for me. I hated that I realised this at the most inopportune times! Perhaps if I had anticipated it, I would have been better prepared. But alas… I missed my family in Jamaica. But overall, with the help of my new family, I made it through and had a wonderful holiday complete with presents sent from Jamaica by my sisters, who made sure that I had SOMETHING under the tree.
I must say my relationship with them is at an all-time high and I am thankful that I have them in my life and that we now get along so well!
My Christmas happened at a much slower pace than I’m accustomed to – no partying, working till the wee hours of the morning, waking up early to do it all over again… it was actually quite relaxing. Another thing that is taking me some time to get used to. I feel like I’ve forever been a busybody.
Too much food was consumed in December, but the year ended on a fantastic note! But THAT my loves is my blog for tomorrow…
Happy Monday!!!
Still Living & Loving….

Please, don’t ask where the title of this post came from. It was simply an idea that came to me while I was doing the dishes one night. What was it about cutting chicken and cleaning up that led me to think about this concept? I have NO IDEA!

