Next stop Kenya

reddirtlattes/ May 16, 2018/ Gulf Islands, Canada/ 4 comments


In only a few weeks we will turn the page and move to Nairobi. 

I wondered how I’d feel when the time came to pack up and leave my island.

I am surprised at the ease I feel. 

I am surprised at how ready I am. 

I am leaving a very different woman, than the woman who came to this island. 

I feel the island launching us into the next chapter of our lives. 

I hear it whispering  it’s time to go. 

One friend has already left. Another is planning on leaving in the fall. 

Even my willow branches have begun to fade and fallen leaves lay scattered on the hardwood floor. I cannot tell you how much I look at those curled up leaves, leaves that grew against all odds, and feel like this is all so meant to be. 

I met a lovely woman who ran a shop on the island. She and her husband move around the world every 5 years just because they want to. I asked her, as she was selling the shop and they were getting ready to leave for their next adventure in Australia, how she felt leaving here when she loved it so very much. She said,

“Just because we love it here doesn’t mean we won’t love it even more somewhere else.”

I am riding those words all the way to Kenya. 

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  1. Oh what a fascinating life you are leading sabrina!! I love hearing about your adventures. Sending love your way!

  2. Thank you. I enjoy visiting places and coming home, even though I think we all journey through whether journeying or at home, looking for home. At least I tell myself there is in life a sort of restless search for home. Some of us seek home planting deep roots and some by rolling through the earth as a tumbleweed. But one nice thing is to know we will read your lovely writing as you journey.

  3. Ah, Africa is calling for you. I wonder why Kenya is not spelled as it is pronounced, Keenya? At least you will be closer to where your husband is, I presume. Sabrina, restless for a change, hopeful of what life has in store for you, newly minted college graduate, readying to tackle the challenge of a pre-teen, the falling leaves of your miracle plant is telling you something. Time to move on.

    As the plant has reached the end its’ journey, you are continuing to grow, facing the ‘morrow with anticipation. Good luck, stay safe, and be well. Looking forward to your pictures, thoughts, and new discoveries.

    Next week I am going on a week long journey to Colorado and the Rocky Mountain foothills to attend my grandson’s high school graduation. Three and a half more months until the arrival of my new grandson. Sometimes life entails a giant leap forward, sometimes it means taking little steps. I have had my giant leaps. Now I am content to make the best of little steps. As long as my mental acuity is still sharp, I am happy and still get excited by discoveries. Just when you think you have seen it all, there is still so much to marvel at in this universe. And so it goes.


  4. Good luck with the move x

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