The moment I entered my new friend’s apartment, I could tell that Gabby was the life of the party. I burned calories just watching her enthusiastically engage in activity — turning cartwheels, parading her fashion dolls and savoring her fries and fish sticks. Her eyes twinkled with a million thoughts and unanswered questions, which she eventually directed at Siri, when her mom required a reprieve…
I was visiting my homeland of Jamaica when I found out that Joyful Life magazine, a new magazine for women, would carry this essay. Read the full essay here.
Join me on my blog next month for more on my trip!
Creative Non-Fiction Essays to Enjoy with a Cup of Tea 