Anyone who knows me knows how much I love going back to Zim. We pretty much go home every year (notice how i still refer to it as home). To be honest, if it came to it, Tapi and I would probably sell our own kidneys to buy our flights home. That’s how much we love it. There’s just something about that familiarity. Seeing your old neighbourhood again, that “home” smell as soon as you walk into your house, the first hugs and seeing the happiness in your parent’s faces, catching up with friends, laughing at how and when life got so serious, reminiscing about high school. The family, the people that know the real you. Where you feel safe and accepted and you can be 100% Mati. I don’t know. It’s just home.
The best part of our trip this year is that we got to celebrate our three year Wedding Anniversary in Zim. What made it more special was the fact that we were back where it all started. Where we fell in love, at his house, that New Year’s Eve six years ago. You know I like to set to the scene: A friend had dragged me to Tapi’s house to get tickets for his New Year’s Eve Party. I mean, I knew Tapi from high school days but I hadn’t seen him in years and I wasn’t about to just rock up at his house, but this friend of mine insisted we go, so I finally agreed, but I had decided i was not going to come out of the car. So I parked and let my friend go in. Two minutes later, who walks out? Tapi. Distracted by that massive smile of his and before I could even duck into the seat, he came to the car window. “What are you doing in the car, please come out, you can’t sit in the car.” Geez!! So I got out and he led me into the house. A house full of guys…apa I wasn’t even looking nyatso dope. I could’ve died of embarrassment. Anyway, the worst part is that he led me straight to his MOM. Who does that? So he introduces me as Mati and immediately she’s like “Uri mwana wa Mai na Baba Kachere?” (Another thing I love about Zim, it’s such a small place, everyone knows everyone especially the parents). As she said that, my mind went into overdrive. If she knows my parents, that means they know her. Her son is having a party tonight. That means, I could ACTUALLY ask to go to a New Year’s Eve party…And they MIGHT actually say yes, because they know his parents…From CHURCH…SCOREEEEEEEEEE. It’s a definite yes!
To celebrate our anniversary we headed to Vic falls. I had been before when I was younger, but Tapi hadn’t been before, so it was just amazing to be able to share this experience with him. This time I was able to appreciate just how incredible our country is, the natural beauty and the richness of our culture, our history and to see how far we have come as a nation. I realised that sometimes we focus too much on the struggle instead of just appreciating the journey, what we have and how far we have come. My get up for the day. Dressed for the rain showers and the heat. A light chiffon cover-up, very easy to dry when wet, some cute trainers for the walk ,short shorts to keep cool, a floppy hat to keep my face and shoulders protected from the sun and my biggest accesorry this summer, waist length senegalese twists to keep my hair protected..and on point.
So, that’s how it all began. I know ya’ll want to hear the rest of the story, but I think we’ll save it for another day. But in summary. They said yes, I went to the party, we danced, we talked, we held hands, and then we got married.