It is the first time I am sitting on the desk with my laptop and I do not know what to write. I thought I had some inspiration but suddenly all is gone.
Last week, a catastrophe hit my country Cameroon. Some of you may have seen it on CNN. A train derailed; many lives were lost and a lot of people were seriously wounded. I used to work as a medical doctor in a small town in northern Cameroon. The train was my main mean of transportation between the capital city and that town. For each trip between those towns, I would spend a whole night in the train. So, it could have been me there, dead or seriously wounded in that train! I thank God for protecting my life each time I took the train. At the same time, I ask Him why did He allow such a bad thing to happen to my country? It is hard for me to write about the feelings of pain I have for my country right now and to also write about my time here in Michigan.
Michigan is so far from the turmoil, mourning and crisis happening in my home country right now. Michigan is like a haven of peace in a troubled land to me as I am writing these words. We are staying in a huge house on the beach in Holland. Every morning when we wake up, the lake is there waiting for us. It quietly follows the wind. It doesn’t make noise like the Alabama Ocean, but it is not less alive. It just has a different type of personality. From time-to-time a boat goes silently goes by. My husband and his uncle spend hours talking together and admiring the lake through the neat and clean large window of the living room.
My husband’s uncle and aunt took us out for dinner in one of the nicest restaurants of the town on the lake. Food was excellent! The waiter was very friendly!
I like Michigan in spite of its cold. Hearts are warm. Dutch tradition is very present here, even in church. Michiganites can party hard but they are also very hard workers. I have also discovered that there is a huge musical heritage in my husband’s family; maybe that’s why he married me?
Another great discovery for me is that my husband has three generation of farmers in his blood! The Peterson’s centennial farm is big! The barn is a scenic spot, ideal for original wedding receptions. I silently admired the barn, thinking to myself that I would love to celebrate my wooden (5th) wedding anniversary in such a place. As if she was reading in my thoughts, Chuck told me many wedding receptions have been organized in that barn.
Michigan is transitioning now from fall to winter. Leaves are falling and temperatures dipped below 40 degrees. But in spite of its cold, Michigan made me proud of my husband’s roots.