Together we will get it all back.
Normal isn’t a switch you flip.
It’s the slow, steady rhythm of people deciding—again and again—to keep going.
After Hurricane Melissa, Jamaica stands not in despair but in determination. Roofs can be replaced. Walls can be repainted. But the true rebuild begins inside—the moment a man picks up a hammer, a woman reopens her kitchen, or a community chooses to gather instead of grieve.
Getting back to normalcy isn’t about pretending nothing happened. It’s about honoring what did—and refusing to stay there. It’s about the mother who boils water outside because her stove flooded, yet still makes tea for her children. It’s about the driver who clears the road before sunrise, so his neighbors can get to work. It’s about the young people who show up to paint, lift, carry, and serve—not because anyone told them to, but because it’s what home requires.
Every act of rebuilding is an act of defiance.
Every nail driven is a sentence of hope.
Every small business that reopens is a heartbeat returning to rhythm.
And when we talk about normal, we don’t mean “back to what was.”
We mean forward—to something stronger, smarter, and more rooted in community than ever before. We mean a Jamaica where resilience isn’t just survival—it’s identity. Where help doesn’t come from pity, but from partnership. Where locals and travelers, Jamaicans and friends abroad, rebuild side by side with pride in their hands and love in their eyes.
Getting back to normalcy is not the end of the story—it’s the beginning of a new one. A story about power that doesn’t wait for permission, courage that shows up without applause, and faith that doesn’t break even when the house does.
Because normal isn’t what we return to.
It’s what we create again.
Together.
