In the beginning, God made heaven and earth. We are consequential to that arrangement. Or are we? Once we are born and lived a life through the various stages of growth and making all the normal human mistakes , learning all the human rules and regulations, our lives start taking some kind of direction either by plan or by consequence. I generalize now but let me concentrate on my life.
In my early 20’s I had it all worked out. Finish my compulsory National Service, get a good job, get married and have kids. The reason why I wanted kids at an early age was to have them grown and out the house so I could live a good married life at a young age. I wanted to be young with Grand kids visiting me on the farm and having the big Christmas meals around a table etc etc etc. But, how wrong I was. Perhaps even naive.
I did not listen to my parents when they said I should do this or that. I knew it all. I thought that I knew what I wanted in life and how to get it. How wrong I was.
It is important to add at this point that I grew up in Apartheid South Africa. Wikipedia refers to the Apartheid Era. An Era when the white minority shielded themselves behind their skin color in an attempt to protect their privileges from the black majority. It was not by choice that I was born in South Africa at this time, it was consequential. This is where my parents were born, met and had me. I had no say in that. South Africa lived in isolation with sanctions imposed by the rest of the world so as youngsters we knew nothing else. It was only when you grew up and left the house and started your life that you realized what the world was about.
South Africa eventually went through changes. The rest of the world put pressure on them to change and the white minority wanted to change. Two Referendums were held. The first one was to determine whether Nelson Mandela should be released from prison ad the second was to determine if the first democratic elections should take place. The outcome of these referendums is now history and the part of South African history that is easily forgotten. I will cover this chapter in more detail later. Right now I want to explain that this had a dramatic effect to me and my future. It helped change my career, lose a marriage and finally immigrate to a country that was not mine. Back then we looked at what was acceptable to humanity and the future of our country, we did not consider how it would impact on us as White South Africans. Regardless of the outcome we wanted peace and we wanted to share democracy. The rest is, how they say, “History”
Regardless, I ploughed forward with my life. Got married, had the kids, worked hard and before I could realize it, I was living in a strange country, divorced twice and now, at 56, single again. This is how well I unplanned my future.