A Week in Paradise Let Me Appreciate Living in America Even More

Despite the turmoil there is still no place in the world I would rather call home.

It's a strange time and we all know that. I've been an adult now for 4 presidential elections. That means that during four election years I have heard people shout to the world that they were going to move out of the country if their desired candidate didn't win. No, it didn't start with Trump in 2016 believe it or not. These people always seem to declare that they'll leave but they never seem to go? Even after all of the criticism why do you think that is?

I know why and you do too honestly. It's because they know that the perfect place they're looking for is a myth and that deep down they really know that they don't have to go very far to find it.

Make no mistake. I'm not saying anything negative about other nations.

I spent nearly two weeks in the tropical country of St. Lucia and it was paradise. Well, at least it looked like it was paradise. The thing about staying at a resort is that it's all an illusion. You can't get unlimited mimosas and racks of lamb everywhere else in the country.

All you have to do is look beyond the protected walls and you can tell that there is a huge wage gap. According to the locals, the nearby hospital had burned down years ago and an outdoor stadium was being used as a makeshift medical center. The locals even warned me of the corrupt politicians in there government and how they are even willing to bribe citizens but never deliver.

It was also eye opening to see how many workers at the resort were saving money to come to the United States.

It can't all be a coincidence, can it? I have felt the same way every time I have travelled outside the country for extended periods of time.

I enjoyed my vacation but that's all it was.

It was so good to be home.