“You can talk with someone for years, everyday, and still, it won’t mean as much as what you can have when you sit in front of someone, not saying a word, yet you feel that person with your heart, you feel like you have known the person for forever…. connections are made with the heart, not the tongue.”
― C. JoyBell C.
Upon reflection, I am just so grateful that my parents were wanderers.
They didn’t wander for themselves, but every new place ventured was ventured for us, ventured so that we could have a better education, a better childhood and a better future. We have always been an extremely close-knit family, and so even when we moved 14hrs away by car from our family we would make the road trip to spend time with them every chance we got. Our family meant security, unconditional love, lots of laughter and incredible loyalty, no matter how much time was spent apart, the bonds we shared upon leaving were just as strong, if not stronger when we met up again.
They are my tribe, they are my people, they are the ones with whom honesty comes naturally and with whom no blemish is left uncovered.
My grandma is one of my closest friends and she is also my closest confidant and my biggest cheerleader, I would go as far to say that she is the Chief of our Tribe. She is Chief because she is the point at which we all come back to when we want to feel home, she is the light that guides us with her prayers when we are floundering around in dark places and she is the glue that has held, and still holds so many pieces of the family together.
She is Chief because she is the point at which we all come back to when we want to feel home, she is the light that guides us with her prayers when we are floundering around in dark places and she is the glue that has held, and still holds so many pieces of the family together.
I cannot even count a number of times I have called her since we left Africa. I’ve called her to share amazing news like meeting the love of my life, marriage and getting pregnant, as well as the times I have called to share the awful news… All the while knowing that this strong woman, this warrior would be getting on her knees to plead for my breaking heart, for wisdom for my childish ways and hours and hours of asking the Lord to direct my path.
Since leaving Africa my family are still my tribe, but I have also extended my tribe with some incredible friends.
“The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed.”
― C.G. Jung
This quote above epitomises the feeling I get when I have met a new tribe member, from that moment my heart opens and I feel that explosion so to speak of personalities, that connection of love, loyalty and a kindred spirit, there is no gift more beautiful than that.
The people who I have this kind of connection withstand the test of time for me, whether I see them once in a week, once in a year or once every 10 years it is always the same kind of reaction, these are the people who I can truly call my tribe.
I do pray that you too will find these sorts of people to walk life with because it’s these sorts of people who make living utterly incredible.
“There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature.”
― Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey