Man on an island, day 365

It's late afternoon at the camp and the sun is going down, I have started a fire and roasting a bush-piglet I caught earlier in a trap. I really wish I had some pepper and spices to put on the meat but that's life on the island I guess. Elizabeth is playing with Belatrix a short distance away, it's amazing how quickly the cub has grown, she's already starting to walk. I think this is how it could be have been with me and Haley back on our farm in Texas. I dismiss the thought, one day for sure. Tomorrow I'm heading off to the plane to fetch the last few items, and I'm bringing Elizabeth with me. Hmm...storms coming and it looks like a big one!