This is my grandmother's living room and these are my two cousins. The blur in front is Tau, my son, running past.
I feel that these trips to Maputo are like that blur, there's so much to take in and it takes me long to absorb everything I've seen, heard, smelled, tasted and felt. Trying to fit a whole year away into two weeks is difficult.
Families are our "first pack", they give us our first sense of belonging and start defining an identity by our urge to belong and be identified as a member of that group which grows organically like a tree. When you become a father, you take part of the responsibility of a branch of that tree, you get caught between what came before you and what comes next. You see yourself in your child and in your parents. If you don't grow and expand your knowledge of yourself, you weaken the link and run the risk of snapping the continuity.
We grow, we become, we learn.
