Water under the Bridge

I want you to love me.... like I never left!

This is me acting like it hasn't been seven years since my last post. Kind of hoping we can pick up from where we left of and act like all is hank dowry! Can we please? Great thanks!

So the longest bridge in Kenya is over the Kilifi creek in coastal Kenya. It is also probably the most picturesque site. Below it the creek waters ebb and flow never running dry, never rising too high either. If you think about it it is probably the same water that has run below it decades. Unchanging and yet never quite the same.

What's the relation you ask? Well when we want to say how much time has passed and that things have changed, they call it water under the bridge. The assumption being that it is an entirely different water body that is flowing.

So time has passed but I am still me. I am still the same individual I was a few weeks ago (52*7 weeks ago!). I have changed and yet remained the same.  I have grown and yet shrunk. I look the same but I know I have aged.

The best part of this analogy...... I actually live close to the bridge. I will be writing more about it in the coming weeks but again thanks for the unconditional forgiveness!!