It’s been quite a while since either of us have written on the blog but we are alive and well.
The last few months in Jamaica I kind of lost my motivation to write. I didn’t want all my posts to be beaches and beauty and vacation because that’s not an accurate representation of life in Kingston. I also didn’t want it to become a place to express only frustration and complaints and those things “wrong” because that’s not an accurate representation either! I guess I’m still trying to figure out the balance of portraying real, authentic life.
All that being said, our last months in Jamaica were wonderful. Jamaica will always be considered a home for our family. I can’t imagine our first post being anywhere else. Jamaica is all Allie has known. She learned to walk, talk, sing, dance, and make friends in our apartment on the hill in Kingston. We made life-long friends who will always be a part of our story.
Leaving one place to move onto another is such a weird feeling. We are unbelievably excited for Seoul and are very much looking forward to some time in DC. But all the excitement is mixed with the heartbreak of leaving behind a place that has become home. Taking Allie away from her friends was painful. I know she didn’t really understand what was happening but the moms did and we were a mess! One of the hardest goodbyes was with our nanny, Joan. She shared nearly every day of our lives for 2 years. It’s hard to leave somebody who has become your family.
The hardest part of leaving for me was the permanent feeling to it. When we leave Utah and say goodbye to our families we know we will be coming back. We know we will see our families and our friends. It’s not really goodbye. Saying goodbye to our American friends and colleagues was more like “see ya later” because it’s likely we will cross paths again. But saying goodbye to our Jamaican colleagues, Jamaican friends, and Jamaican ward members was really hard for me. Sure, we may visit Jamaica sometime in the future but what if we don’t? There’s a chance we may never see a lot of those people again, ever. I don’t know how to deal with the emotion that comes along with that! I guess somehow you get used to saying goodbye with every post. I clearly need to learn some coping mechanisms.
And now a few highlights from our last 6 months at post in Jamaica
Jamaica, Jamaica, Jamaica land we love