It has been a while, yes I know. But Lordie so much has happened and until my 12-year-old child forcibly reminded that my last post was June 2018 I did not realize how much time had passed. My work/life balance is out of order. This must be addressed. When we think about it we can never be the best person we can be if the balance is out of line.
However, back to why I cry. Since my last post, we had a number of major activities here in my island home. Elections were held. We have had a new Prime Minister since May 2018. It’s our first female Prime Minister, Y
We always hear about the gentle, determined nature of women. We are told that they can stretch a dollar but with these females at the top will the island be a better place? Here in the Caribbean and definitely here in Barbados we are accustomed to females being in charge of the household and learning how to cut and contrive. Truthfully the saying “when ya ain’t got horse ya does ride cow” is always one that comes to mind. Females in Barbados have always used the resources available to them. But will this be enough? Will this be enough to address the many challenges we are presently facing? The national debt, the rising cost of living, the increasing level of negative behaviour such as violence, and lack of pride and industry and the dirty, yes dirty, surroundings. And why are we allowing people to make it worse?
Yes, #ilivewhereyouvacation. The sunny beaches, the tranquil waters, the island breezes, the friendly people. But slowly a pervasive negative vibe is encroaching. My beautiful island home is not as pristine as it used to be. Esoterically, mother nature and her Sargassum seaweed notwithstanding when did we as a people lose our pride in our homeland? When did we become so dirty? When did it become acceptable to keep your surrounding in a less than pleasant manner?
I remember as a child growing up that everyone kept their surroundings clean. In front of your house did not have weeds only flowers or plants. Sidewalks were not overgrown with grass and overhanging trees did not lean into the road because EVERYONE cut the grass and trimmed the trees on their property and in front of the house down to the road. Houses were kept as if they were vying for a spot on the cover of “Home and Garden” magazine. What happened? How do we fix this? I cry for my homeland.