I guess I joined with good intentions, but now look at me. I have yet to achieve what I had sought after. All I I really wanted was to reconnect with the island that birthed me. I was looking for some eyes that saw the progressive change that occurred over the years; some ears that knew the sounds of beating drums on Fox Hill day that were still in turn with the melodies of today; a body that could walk me to the beaches and also lead me to a guava or dilly tree. I just really missed home. But now I see myself and the friends that I have so-called made and realize that I owe each one of you an apology. I regret asking for friendships that were based solely on your outer beauty. I regret the fact that I gave nothing but a vague image of my true self and took all except for who you truly are. For that I am sorry. If this reaches you in good health ask yourself this question. Do the pictures paint the image that reflects that heart that beats inside? If not, then my sisters do something about it. Again, sorry for not being your brother earlier. My prayers are with you all.