Who is this Caribbean Girl?

 This is the question someone must have asked already: "Who is this Caribbean Girl?" Hopefully by the time you are finished reading this (that's presuming it doesn't bore you before you get to the end) you'll be able to have an answer to that question.🙈

Born on the island of Grenada sometime in the 90's, this Caribbean girl almost never made it to this world as the circumstances surrounding her birth could have easily taken her away.  Her mother, after thirteen (13) years of trying to conceive , almost gave up hope but she soon found the courage to try again. She is a free spirited (sometimes strange) human being with a whole lot of love in my heart. Names are powerful indeed and my names all define who I am in a nutshell!

My name is Amy Joy Wilda Jones. Author. Freelance writer. Poet. Spoken word lover. Creative thinker.

Amy means "beloved" and that's exactly who I am. Joy as we all know is a feeling of happiness and pleasure and I have been told that I bring that to the hearts of some. Wilda (pronounced Will-dah, not Wild-ah or Wild-a) means untamed. So basically, I am a beloved, happy, untamed human; oh what a combination! And this typically defines me.

I grew up in a small community with my small family - two parents, one sister, one brother. My parents were not millionaires but they ensured that whatever little they had was sufficient for us to be happy. I guess this attitude made me value so much, the small things in life.  I attended the St. Andrew's Methodist School (elementary or primary school), the St. Joseph's Convent (High or secondary school), the T.A. Marryshow Community College (college😅) and the Caribbean Nazarene College (university). 

Education had been an important aspect of my family life as both of my parents grew up in a time when they could not afford to go to school. However, with that desire for us to become educated, my parents did not attempt to live their lives through us nor did they make unnecessary demands.  They simply encouraged my siblings and me to work hard towards the dreams we wanted to achieve.

It was that encouragement that they gave to me that allowed me to push past my fears and reach high for success no one thought I was able to achieve, but my parents always did.  As you read this, I want you to know, whoever you are and whatever you are hoping to achieve, it is possible. It may look like a speck of dust in the distance, but keep reaching, keep hoping, keep pushing; your dreams will soon become a reality.

"Cum Deo Possum" is the motto of my secondary school and is one which I hold fast to: "With God, all Things are Possible" and I definitely believe it!