In Setswana, “Kafa Tlase ga Loapi lo lo Tshwanang, Mme Mafatshe a a Kgaoganeng”
There is a quite grief that comes with living abroad and coming home to people you know, and yet no longer ‘know’. Time has passed, and though we share a history and keep in touch, they no longer feel as familiar, as comfortable as they used to be – neither do we, to them. Then reality settles, we are finally under the same sky, yet worlds apart.
