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On this Road Alone

** Sorry about the blog being late we’ve been having internet problems for a week now. But the show must go on even if it a day late. This is one of the rules of the Airport.**

I have being getting a lot of good feed back from many of you guys that’s reading my blog. So this will come as no surprise to some that I will be going to Africa in a year or two. Yes I know I know that Africa is very different than America. And even though my husband is preparing me I know I will still not be able to learn everything there is to know about Africa. Hell there is always surprises at the airport so what the hell check me in.

I remember when we first started dating my husband was really passionate about me going to Africa. He stated that he could not be with someone who could not go to his country of birth with him for visits. In my mind I was thinking like every american does of jungles, wild animals, and huts. He laughed at me when explain my vision and I asked how will we live (survive). I was very foolish in my thinking. Then he show me pictures of his city and it’s surrounding. If not for flags and fashion I would think that his city was in America.

So what is the problem this time after all my life could not be an airport with out some trouble. The problem is that I’m the only one who feel that this a good idea. Everyone else feels I’m crazy which I maybe at times but as of now I’m completely sane. Side note this cancel out the second wife and Family theory. Anyway I have talk about traveling to many people with out disclosing any locations. Even before I can hint at Africa many stated knowing my husband was African not to travel there. And everyone had the same american views that I had at the beginning.

When I made the decision to go to Africa I realize I will be on this road by myself. No one can understand that my decision to go with my husband is base totally on love and respect. I realize him staying here in a America to be with me was hard for him. And before people go there he is a family person. He loves his family so much that even with the different time zone no matter what time his family calls he pick up even at 3 in the morning. So trust me I don’t care how good his life could be in America family is still the most important thing to him.

With him studying in America and then later living here meant he could not see his family for a couple of years. So although I have a place in his heart there is still something missing for him. He accepts that he won’t be able to live in Africa again by making America his chosen home. That doesn’t mean he won’t visit Africa or that our future children won’t know their roots.

The decision to go to Africa meant that I’m on this road alone which is really find by me. We’ll tell the grand kids when we’re old and gray about all our trips. So I’ll make sure to take lots of pictures when I get there and try lot of dishes to tell you guys about. And don’t worry I’m not taken a lot of stuff after all what better way to get the feel of Africa then to shop for a full waredrobe. I wonder if I’ll be able to fit some stuff in his bag coming back. I’m pretty sure he won’t notice one or ten extra things. We’ll have to see when the time comes. Don’t forget to come back next week hopefully we get the internet problem under control I am definitely not a tech person.

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On this Road Alone


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