After months of drifting, floating aimlessly atop the water, there was land. Just up ahead lay an island, it was small, but small was better than nothing. Besides, we were all that was left; we didn’t need much room, we just needed to get off this ship and come up with a plan to get back home. As we came up on the shore and made our way further in the island, we became aware of a presence, it belonged to the one who lived there. A single man came out to greet us, he welcomed us into his home and in between his words of kindness and hospitality, he told us we would never be leaving that place.