I am Tahasi Massk
We have been so lucky. Spending what would be the coldest months living in an island paradise. The lucky part is the living part. One day the clouds burst. We took a body board, and used the strap as a tow rope. The slight depression in the grass behind the row of apartments had filled with water. We ran, pulling each of the children one at a time on the board. They skimmed across the grassy stream in the downpour. We were all laughing even harder than the rain was falling. It is amazing how a warm afternoon, in island torrential rain is pure joy when we are together. And amazing how lucky we are to truly live.