Before Eva goes to sleep we lie in bed together and talk. I get to hear what happened in school and she asks
me about my day or about 'when you were young, mum'.
Lately she has been very interested in the times before I met her father. What did I do before coming to Africa?
Did I have boyfriends before daddy? Which countries did I travel to...
All this got me thinking.
Before coming to Namibia for the first time, I had to decide if I wanted to come here and help a friend do a movie
about diamond divers, or if I wanted to go back to Yelm in Washington State.
Choosing Africa set in motion a whole series of events that did lead me to this moment.
If I would have gone to Yelm (and it was a close call), my whole life would be quite different now.
One of my favorite poets, Robert Frost, has a beautiful poem about exactly that.
And seeing that I am still obsessed with maps, I printed it out on maps of Germany, the States and Southern Africa.
Not very subtle, I know :-).
Here is the road not taken:
Lots of love,