Days ago i spent my last night in this beloved town. A town that will always hold a dear place in my heart. It's hard to believe that years ago, this is the place i got lost and wasn't to be found until i recently remembered my past, it presented an opportunity for me to remember ...
Moving there weeks before was all "green", i didn't know what to expect or what the town held for me. It was hard of course, coming from the city and having lived there for the most part of my life and "going there for the very first time....." Only to come and see familiar surroundings which brought lots of memories about my early years. I didn't even remember this place and as far as i was concerned, i had never been to Thika town.
It has had it's struggles and joys, but i'll remember the joys mostly and hold them fondly. It has had it's firsts and "lasts". I'll remember the firsts. It has taught me to step out boldly and learn how to be independent, something i didn't know how because i always relied on others, which is totally different from my early years -i always could do things on my own and very confidently, at a young age and you'll never believe how much. What changed? That's what i keep asking myself ... Being in Kenya all those years has changed me alot but i'm excited to going back to who i was, mostly because, i guess, it's now part of growing up.
It's teaching me to look forward to the "firsts" i experienced and how to share the joys. It's teaching me to be excited about life no matter where i am, how i am or who i'm with. It's opened my heart to accept new things and not let go of the old as they are important as well. It's shaping me to be someone i never thought i'd ever be, well, mostly because i just didn't think i would, "funny" enough, i was. It's teaching me to take steps, it's teaching me to embrace a day at time and not go over my head coz it's very easy for me to. With all the excitement it brings, i will admit, i'm nervous as well. I keep asking myself, if i am able, at the same time, i want to see whether i can do it -not escaping the feelings that an opportunity has been created for me to be something i've never been before but only dreamt of. I can't help planning, wondering what, how i'll play my part while not being too programmed, well, because of the planning.....
And yes, it's teaching me to forgive, all the hurt and pain; and to know that people do make mistakes, i have to and need to be forgiven as well. It's teaching me to love, inspite of, despite of, unconditionally. Kenya is/has been teaching me most of my life and i hope to hold what's helpful -not only for me but for others as well.
to be cont.
I write, because i'm excited about what opened up for me while being in Thika. I want to write a song about Thika, the song in my heart and share it when i can...
1 comment:
A very nice piece! It is reflective, reveals a sensitive personality. I read it with great interest and pleasure.
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