April 1, 2008

Parents arrived africa….

I’ve been a tad useless with the regularity of writing of late - getting into the groove of things again requires spare moments of the day - now the folks are here in Africa for the first time - lost luggage, dirty dusty dirt roads, wandering aimless folk and goats all over the place, baking hot sun, breakdowns, power cuts...... welcome to Africa Mum and Dad....

Sent to test us - all at once?

How the gods conspired to create such misfortune over one 12 hour period I don’t know - some serious planning and meeting of mischievous minds methinks - I’m trying to say that bring the day and the light and all will be different - yet all I can hear are the subtle insinuations that life out here is a mistake and I should get myself back across the waters and find my way back in into the rat race.

Of course this the holiday when judgement shall be passed upon my decision to ditch it all and uproot to the dark continent with little or no gaurentee that my future will fit together as perfectly as the western world planned it would - question at the end of it all is:

Does anyone else’s approval really matter? free to make my mistakes and my fortunes as I please I tell myself.

However, in the end I see the same things they see and can appreciate their angle of choice as well.

I’m not convinced it’s the future as of yet either.

But it’s certainly the here and now.

So they should kick back and enjoy, drink a G&T and savour the sunsets.

and Let me worry about the future, not them.

But that’s why they’re parents, right? judge and worry......

Sent to test us!.....

....and love us all the same.

Spo | April 1, 2008 | Comments