A Broken Heart

Here in SVG, I lead a fairly full life. Between my friends and my family, my work and my business. I am quite busy. So, when I lost someone I cared very deeply for, I did not fall into the depression that I thought I would.  I am in the process of bouncing back.  My family pays a very large role.

 

I have a heavily multiethnic background. I am a mutt. A really mixed individual.  Some of my cousins are of Arab heritage; I spend a lot of time with them. They smoke the water pipe with a lovely smelling tobacco (it smells like apples) sometimes, and they often patronize a ‘shisha’ bar where the environment is very Arab; large soft cushions on the floor, lots of carpets, good friends, and a delightful mix of music from not just the Caribbean, but pretty much all over the world. So, there are distractions that allow you to forget yourself for a short while so you can be the person you were previously.

 

On other occasions I can go and visit the relatives of East Indian heritage in the north of the island. Simply to catch up with them, to see how their children have grown, to hear what ridiculous thing someone did recently, and be able to poke fun at them right there, does lot to erase your own folly, or present situation from your heart. The fact that this side of the family is also the side that drinks copious amounts of rum is also quite a help, as you can imagine.

 

Then I can go and help to build costumes at the Mas tent, to contribute to the development of Vincentian culture. And the wonderful thing about it is that the mas men are so happy for the extra pair hands, and you meet such wonderful, and interesting characters in the tent. You actually get a second family if you allow it. This is how we are able to sustain the art, by allowing the youth to come into the tent so that the skills can be transferred to the next generation.

 

I suppose what I am trying to tell you, is that St. Vincent has quite a few distractions that will allow you to forget what ails you, regardless of what it is.  You don’t have to have friends or family here to enjoy yourself. Vincentians are a really friendly lot, and are quick to adopt you; to invite you out, ask you to come to diner – very hospitable. But if you want to be left alone, you will be also. If you need the noise to lose yourself in, we have that. If you need the quiet and solace of a beach with a good book, we have that. If you need to meet new and interesting people, we have that. And we have thirty-two islands for you to play in. Epic, right?