THE ROAD TAKEN
Life is like a road. Sometimes an endless uphill one, or an open, straightforward road. Sometimes there are bumps and sometimes smooth as velvet or silk.
The road I had taken in my early years of teaching and then marriage had lovely open ways but also many high mountains to cross. Lucky for me I had an excellent Driver during hard rides.
My first twenty-six years I went with the family flow. School, studies and for four years after qualifying I had the opportunity to be at home with my parents.
1972 I spread my wings and took the road to Potgietersrus today Mokopane. I had thirteen good years there. Love bit me, and my wedding followed. I moved to Secunda. My marriage route was most of the time fantastic but, the road wasn’t smooth at all at the end. After thirteen years in Secunda, I packed my car again and followed the road back to Potgietersrus.
Another thirteen years went by until my next big move to Upper Hutt. The road to New Zealand was also not plain sailing at times. In 2010 I had to travel back to South Africa because my permanent Residency did not come through in time. Going back gave me another opportunity to take the road, by bus, through Botswana and Zimbabwe again. I could also take a trip down memory lane to where I grew up.
Today after being in Upper Hutt for eight years I don’t think that there will be another move again.
One never knows where your life road goes. Trust is very crucial when one takes an unknown road/way…
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