Signposts of the
Passion
Two Easter weekends
ago, I had arrived in South Africa, met up with Brian in Johannesburg, and we
both travelled to Cape Town where we spent 12 days, the blossoming of a new
relationship and probably one of the most exciting times in my life. It was an
opportunity to get to know each other better, after the sudden opportunity to
meet in Johannesburg in late February 2019.
The Easter meeting
had been planned from mid-January, I just knew I wanted to see him again and
find out if there was a prospect of something between us. After that April
meeting, the plans to meet over the summer were thwarted that it was not until
September and then December that we met again.
By then, I was sure I
was ready for a lifelong relationship with all the formalities that would
establish us as a couple and married. My projection was for last year’s Easter,
but the pandemic had taken hold, I was out of work and we were in lockdown.
Every prospect of meeting up just looked ever so distant, opportunities quickly
fizzling out as our host country was not accepting guests and England ended up
in a second lockdown.
The plan waits for
its time
Surely, when we next
meet, I thought again, we could get it done, tie the knot and finalise the
formalities. That is what I thought we would do when we met up in December after
11 months apart, but things did not go our way. Bureaucracy, officialdom, and an
absence of waivers even in the midst of a pandemic meant we had to schedule it
for another time. However, we now knew what to do.
I cannot say we would have been able to consider it this Easter weekend, much as I would have loved to get or steal away. There is an international travel ban from England and our countries are in various forms of lockdown that militates against our plans. We are hopeful and looking forward, and even if our apparently well-laid plans have been tossed by circumstances beyond our control, I have the feeling that by the next Easter weekend, we would be telling a different and amazing story.
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