It was two years ago today that HA drove me to an appointment with my surgeon, where I got the good news that there was no detectable cancer at the margins of my excised thyroid. From there, she took me straight to the airport and I became a full-time island resident. Luna the Big Dog™ followed a couple of days later, and HA came the next week.
We had almost no electricity. We were sleeping on a lumpy wet mattress on the floor. We hardly knew anyone nearby. It was paradise.
Things have got a whole lot better. I still absolutely love it here, in spite of the 135 inches of rain this year and a hurricane. Luna seems happy. HA is happy. We still wake up every day in paradise.
—2p