Steele only came to the Bahamas once. He was so nervous about coming and excited at the same time. He thought I was going to introduce him to so many people; he wasn’t looking forward to that. But when we arrived he obediently followed me to meet a few Aunts, Uncles Goddies and friends. We were only going to be …
I wish we could have one more fight
In the past five years I can only recall Steele and I having one major fight, in which I went to bed and thought it was really over, or where we didn’t send a conciliatory text message during the course of the night to say “I love you” or call in the morning to make sure everything was okay. I …
I only had one month and didn’t even know
I surprised him the night I arrived at the hospital in Jamaica. I didn’t tell him when I was coming. He was looking so strong and happy that night. And no lie, when I found out that someone had come and prayed with him earlier that evening, after which he was feeling so strong and upbeat, I was a little …
The dead can’t plan a funeral
Dead bodies are so cold. I would always hug up close to his body to get warm: put my hands under his shirt, on his belly, or around his neck. Live bodies are full of heat. It is such a blessing to be able to share your body energy with someone else’s to bring their temperature to equilibrium. I’m sure …
We’ve lost our intuition
Everything in life seems so pointless. I feel so helpless in the face of God. We delude ourselves when we think we are in control. God decides to turn off the oxygen for people we love all the time, and we have no control. It’s like you share a part of your life with someone, they die off and you move …