Sometimes life makes plans for you which are in complete contradiction to the plans you made for you. For me, it’s more than sometimes, it’s almost always. Like I told my mom the other day, I learned that I can steer my boat in the approximate direction I’d like to go, but ultimately, life’s river is going to take me where it wants to, so I just go with the flow. There’s no point in resisting, you can’t change the direction of a river. Unless you’re Chicago.
That’s the way it was with Namibia. It was never on my agenda (1. move out of mom’s house, 2. find job, 3. graduate from college, 4. live on cattle farm in Namibia. Um, no.) But the river brought me here and I tried to make the best of it, even when it got downright absurd, which was often. Starting this blog back in 2011 was a way for me to get the stories out of me and into the world. Kind of like therapy.
In the years since then, I slowly found a niche, found projects to fill the days and work I felt made a difference. Again, not stuff I’d ever planned on doing, just stuff that the time and place called for.
And today that stuff has brought me to another unexpected endeavor – grad school, with my research based on a side project I started here on the farm back in 2009.
Weird how things work out.
So, my boat floats on to new adventures and the energy I devoted to this blog is now needed elsewhere. Many thanks to everyone who supported it and me along the way.
I can swim with the scorpions now. And with a smile.