The last time i went back to my hubby hometown, his first house where he was born. It was a rough road leading to a village, all wooden zinc houses with chicken coops, 2 old wells and motocycles are more than saloon vehicles. He showed me what cocoa looks like . Never seen such place before. Brings back lots of beautiful memories.
My most meaningful detour was cancer at the age of 25. I was five months pregnant and told that I would not see my baby if I decided to have her as the cancer was a progressive form. My faith kept me through. I am now 20 years older, healthy, have a 19 year old baby, and am living my dreams. Through that detour, I studied nutrition, became a nutritionist, and have touched many lives. That's all I could ask for in life!
OMG! Max....you are a complete inspiration in so many ways. If you were here, I would squeeze you in a huge bear hug!! You GO girl!! This is a wonderful ..beautiful...miraculous story! I hope you plan to write a book!
Maria.....I have been led to so many detours and made many by choice.....being directionally dysfunctional, as I am, only the Lord knows which may or may not have been my most "meaningful." Knowing me and my stubborn but positive attitude, I probably made every detour work to my benefit.....I hope so. Can think of ONE detour that really stands out to me, at times........I realized that someone was REALLY wrong for me (and my children) and I walked AWAY...in the opposite direction and never looked back. GOOD move, Effer!.....This is quite the extraordinary question, Maria. Leave it to you, Earth Angel!