that although I am in a land far, far away,
where my internet connection is limited to 36 seconds a day,
and my phone has not worked since Sunday,
and where the rum drinks flow like….
….you know….
I feel compelled to take the last 22 seconds of signal I have
to say
that at this moment,
for me,
happiness is
spending more hours in the ocean than on land,
sitting on a tall bar stool and sharing a virgin pina colada with my kid,
the smell of sun tan lotion and coconuts
and the taste of freshly caught fish
and sitting, huddled up, in a hot tub with 6 of the people I love the most in the world,
and mango beer at 3 in the afternoon
and watching my baby dance on a table
and chasing iguanas
and sleeping in the bed in which I got engaged
and having all family, all the time
and spicy food
and steel drums
and stolen kisses
and stories and memories that will keep me warm for many moments to come.
I don’t want this week to end.
Time, slow down, please,
for this is my happy place.
Happiness is here.
Here is love.