I sat impatiently in the pew at the very back of the church and shifted uncomfortably in my skirt and blouse. I grew up in a remote community of only 300 people on the tiny island of Man-O-War Cay, at the edge of the Atlantic Ocean. The tiny island in the Bahamas where the author grew up. Instead, it allowed me to witness a world far wider than my tiny island, and seeing it, sparked a need to go further. And it has taken me far beyond the church pew on that tiny island, to places that I never could have imagined.
