Sweet Moments

This has been a rough move. Yes - we are living our well-planned, hard-earned dream and we are extremely thankful for that, but as Lisa and her sister Michelle always say - "everything is relative". You can't feel guilty for feeling anxious about life even though people are starving in Africa. You can only deal with how you feel in any particular moment within your only life context. Just because you aren't starving in Africa doesn't mean you can never be depressed.

Not that we have been depressed since we have been here (well Lisa hasn't, but Mark is always depressed so that doesn't count) but there have been moments where we worried about what we doing and how things were going.

Yesterday Tom took the car to take out his Parents and Emily which left us with the problem of getting downtown for Mark's football game. We hitched and got picked up by the first people that passed us. They were a young Bahamian couple (one black, one white) who went out of their way to drop us where we wanted to go - all during rush hour traffic. It was a sweet moment as were quietly driving in to town with the windows down, the sea air blowing in and the sun setting over the buildings and busy streets of Nassau. Then a great evening of football under lights and a drink in an outdoor bar (shack) overlooking the water.

How can you not love living in a country where you get picked up by the first car that passes with complete confidence that you are safe and secure in the hands of generous people?