Asking God something in personal prayer, and then having my question directly answered in Sunday School Class.
Lying on a sunny beach for hours without getting sunburned.
Getting to eat falafel again.
Spending time with teenagers who accept me for who I am, differences and all.
Racing along the beach like a five year old.
Crossing the street with two tiny, perfectly trusting hands in mine.
Realizing again and again, that this really is the Caribbean.
Knowing I will be hugging my family again very soon.
Bursting out in song, in a public place, just because I can.
Seeing the light of my nephews smiles when I bought them a rum cake.
Getting a new book to read, when I've only had two for the past five weeks.
A glass of milk after a hot bowl of oatmeal.
The fragile smile of a new friendship.
A rich accent, dulcet and unique.
And smelling a storm, just before it hits.