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The day in my world on a journey to we’re I always dreamt of thinking Iife was a fairy tail not knowing of what was to come took the first step sweet 16 is my 4th chapter in my life excited and eager what did know nothing really only what I seen on movied final step I was all alone just me and my bags checked in and there was no going back rushing to to get my seat going through ,my destiny was all ready made no going back! Hours passed and and young and free looking out window eagerly waiting to meet my love of my life dreaming of a life of no return who would think i would be in Jamaica 2005 was the year finally arrived and all that mattered was me and love not grown but old enough to travel who does that right !? Well we’re I from you have to think of the bigger picture and forget the dark side I imagined beaches sand for miles no,face peering at me hundred looking what was I getting my self into carefully Walked off the plain and checked out to the unknown I noticed I my future huzband was waiting in the crowd and he called me to one side from the my journey of life in foreign country we boarded a taxi the night was here and I couldn’t make out the drive but I felt safe and I was happy we arrived and I always thought jamacia was so different to what I imagined but I was here and it was my culture even though I was brought up in Croydon but I felt home life different in Kingston busy town children in the streets stares of different cultures it took a few months to adjust to it but it was home for the next 7 months I enjoyed going to the beach the sea was beautiful bright and I felt special I would never forget there was road blocks and private activity’s that was around that I weren’t aware of few days my boyfriend said we was moving at we had to stay in portmore and we moved to a beautiful 1 bed house with a garden that would be home.we often go to the market to buy food stuff downtown Kingston was so packed you had to be careful going in older lady’s selling or so young fruits and food supplies we walked around and boarded the taxi in the bus garage and the journey home was 15 mins away looking out the window going back to portmore it reminded me of factory’s in the uk and the big lonely roads we reached are destination and was back in few days past we took night walks around portmore we looked at the rivers we relaxed and planned are life remembering his face he was a lovely guy so kind and wouldn’t forget him his soul Rest In Peace they day I was leaving I cried and cried I didt want to go back home I was 7 and half months pregnant with my daughter I wanted to stay and be with the man I loved and have her in Jamaica but couldn’t do it so I left with Jermaine to the airport we both was holding hands his hands was sweating it always did when he was nervous we always wanted to be together forever but he had his calling and had 13 years left on earth after I appreciate my experience ,life taught me good and the bad some life story’s are not to be told but this is a true story ,and I would like to share with other young girls and women to always think and listen to your parents because in this world we make quick judgements and don’t think of tomorrow I’m happy and sad but I’m grateful I can tell u my short story Jermaine always will be apart of me ,but his life was short he always thought of the worse and he was right it’s not all about money,happiness and living right good morals is the key money can’t buy life my story. KJohn