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Recalling our love…

The first time we met was coincidental. We met in a night club, and the funny thing, I tell everyone we met at Sunday service, simply because of our culture, the culture that will define and impose on us actions and makes our future.

Is it sad? In some cases. I do believe in culture and traditions, but as well I believe in embarking on journeys that do not fit the criteria we were born to.

Lately, I have been living a pensive mood. I have been trying to contemplate on how one incident defines the journey of a person and how one day breaks a castle, but then again, a while after, could be days, months, or years, we discover that this specific castle was not meant to be…

Recalling our love, was it meant to be or not, no regret. The outcome was not desirable but its fruits were worth it.

Life is not a package that comes with a timeline and a guideline. I strongly believe in destiny, in the decision we make the day we stand at a crossroads…

What if, is an interesting thought, but truly who knows?

I never ask, what if, about my journey, the only, what if, I ask about is the beginning… what if my mother had not exchanged places with me at birth? What if she had lived? What if we both had lived…

The “what if” is simply a thought that we would never have answers to… & that was Alexandra, and her story in my last published book LIFE’S DETOURS, ALEXANDRA’S CHOICES.

What if her parents had accepted her life choices, and dreams…

Anyway, there would still be a story, but probably a different one!”

#MOI Fate comes with birth, Destiny is in our own hands…