Stung By A Jellyfish in Jamaica
On day three in Jamaica, enjoying a swim with David in the warm and gentle waters, a jellyfish decides I’m the snack of the day. Yes, I got stung by a jellyfish for the first time ever in my life. OUCH! We were swimming alone, it was beautiful. The sun was settling in for evening but it was still light outside. The water was warm but not as cozy as we would have liked. The amount of seaweed and little stones that were in the water was annoying to say the least. This was one of the reasons David carried me the entire time we were in the water. We bathed, laughed, played like kids, had an intimate conversation right in the middle of the beach. We weren’t too far from the shore but enough to where the water covered his chest. I loved being in his arms. I loved the conversation we were having as well. It’s something about vacations and the many love lessons you can learn while away. When it was time to go David picked me up further on his hips and began walking to the ...