Signing our wills this week, on Cliff’s birthday to be exact, was another thing we did to help us transit.
All those hard conversations about what-if scenarios (What if I die? What if you die? What if we both do? Who will our children’s guardians?”…
Finally landed.
Life in a developing country can be so fragile. We’ve heard so many real life stories of deaths- on buses, roadsides, midway evacuations etc… that could have been prevented had there been better vehicles, safety mechanisms , healthcare or even sidewalks.
So I understood when Cliff shared with me today how irked he sometimes gets when people say lightly that we are going on an adventure.
We believe we are, but not in the way others might think.
It’s a journey where one has to count the cost before plunging in. We talk about what-if scenarios often— I think when I married Cliff with his liver transplant, asking God “what if” has been a way of life.