I haven’t written in a while. Life has been crazy busy, in a good way. It’s been a little more than three months since I moved back. I made the right decision when I moved back.
I started working. Teaching pre-k and Kindergarten is hard. I love the kindergarten class but the pre-k is more of a challenge as they never want to sit still, or even sit. I love teaching. I am making a life for myself in Jacmel. I have amazing people surrounding me, loving me, and supporting me. I finally found a place I fit in.
My life has always been a little bit of chaos and here, I feel calm and at peace. Things happen for a reason and I know I was meant to move back. My brothers found their place, and they are older than me, but I have always been envious, until now.
As much as I miss my family sometimes, I love being free from them and independent in a way that makes me happy. I am well taken care; actually I am very spoiled here. My father lets me be me, which is normal. I am 23, not a baby. He trust me.
I go where I want when I want. I see who I want when I want. My life feels like it is finally my own.