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Moving Mountains

In Uncategorized on September 23, 2011 at 10:14 am

I hiked up table mountain.

Just so you can grasp exactly what that means please go to here.  Yes. I did that.

I’ve never been the kind of person who has the thought to hike up a mountain. Going up the stairs is challenge enough sometimes…but I was also not the kind of person to leave my friends and family behind and move to a place I’d never been before. I did that too.

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In Uncategorized on September 12, 2011 at 2:12 am

My sister and brother-in-law arrived in Cape Town last week.

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In Uncategorized on September 11, 2011 at 12:31 pm

On my way back to Cape Town from Lagos I made a quick stop in Johannesburg to visit a dear friend from the program.

I wanted to see something outside of Cape Town so that I could begin to understand how things truly are. Johannesburg has a different vibe…seems more alive somehow. For the Canadians following, Cape Town is sort of like Vancouver while Johannesburg is like Toronto.

I spent a few days visiting with my friend and her family. They recently buried a beloved member of their family so emotions were still raw. But true to the spirit of family they banded together to provide support for each other. I had the honour of attending their Sunday afternoon lunch where each sibling brought a delicious dish with them. Their food is as rich in culture as they are and needless to say all table manners went out the window when I saw a large pot of crab curry. Six beautiful girls and one boy, and a mother who holds it all together.

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Life happens…

In Uncategorized on September 10, 2011 at 1:10 am

I’ve been gone for too long.

I have reasons though. This life thing, it waits for no one. I’ve been all over the place the last little while. Still not coming to terms with the fact that this new found freedom will soon be over.

My last living grandparent passed away a few weeks ago. My father’s mother, 92 years old. I made an impromptu trip back to Lagos to be there with my family for the celebration of her long and fruitful life. It was also a chance for me to reconnect with and meet my extended family. Things just seem to always work out one way or another.

It was a great to see my cousins, all the aunties and uncles that knew me when I was just a snot nosed kid running barefoot around the house. Looking at the vast loving network my grandmother was created was a profound lesson in living a good life. People came from far and wide to pay their respects.

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