Connie and Nadine

The best news shall be the first news. Finally, this morning, at 4:30am, my Aunt Connie arrived on the island of Terceira. She's jet lagged, of course, but happy to be done travelling. And the kids and Scrubby have already made her feel right at home. The boys were so excited when they got out of bed and saw that she was finally here. Scrubs took to her immediately, getting on his back and opting for some belly rubs. And Abigail, after a few hours of play this morning, actually let Connie hold her! No small feat from our particular little lady.

 

Connie's plan is not set in stone. We do know that she will be here for the foreseeable future. Most likely until next Summer. It may be longer. Could possibly be shorter. But it's enough to mean she's moving in! She was ready for a change in her life. Ready to see the world and do something new. Her boys are now both independent and on their own. And she's not the type of mom to hover and keep them in the nest. So now, she is spreading her wings and taking flight! I'm so proud of her for taking a chance on us and the life we live here. And I am also so thankful to the Lord for orchestrating this relationship.

 

I haven't seen my aunt in many years. Honestly, maybe 15 years or more! Imagine that! But I was very close to her when I was younger, and while we have a lot to catching up to do, it's obvious that our hearts still know each other very well.

 

The Lord has given her a be-uuuuu-tiful first day on the island. The prettiest day we have had in weeks. That pesky Tropical Storm Nadine hovered around here for a long time, and then, and here's where the other part of my news stems from, she's heading back this way! I kid you not. After taking a breather for a day and a half as a post-tropical cyclone, Nadine became a tropical storm again over the far eastern Atlantic on Sunday. And it's looking like she is planning on returning to a hurricane again and possibly causing us some real issues over here on the islands.

 

I love a good thunderstorm. And since Nadine was only a tropical storm when it came by us, and it wasn't even coming directly at us, we thought it would be just a good ol' fashioned rain storm! Who doesn't like one of those? Well, I'll tell you what. When you are living on a tiny island in the middle of the ocean, a good ol' thunderstorm is an entirely different being. It was scary and I didn't like it. Our garden took a beating too. So I'm not interested in Nadine coming anywhere near this island again thank you very much!