tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332839996620973626.post-22525391191474510962008-01-11T21:43:00.000-08:002008-01-11T21:44:29.396-08:00Your fish soup is my tonic, nursing me back to health after days of malaria hell. It is the most delicious soup I have ever tasted, my body absorbs its subtle flavours and dances silently in its goodness. The ginger, lime juice, stock, freshly caught fish and banana; all so simple. And just what I need. Malaria, that great killer of this world and one that brings daily misery to so many. But to poor people so solutions are long long in coming. They say it makes you feel you are going to die, then you don’t and you wish you had. Yep. And while I have lain here it has become clear that it is time to move on. For all those reasons that are really so clear and that make it all so hard here. A weight falls from my shoulders? I really don’t know the hows and whens yet and really what goal I will pick, but it is time to let go. I would be so much more broken if I had to go through what I did last week alone here, without you, and my life would perhaps have been in danger. It is just not like the Discovery Channel at all, and can’t be. I have tried and tried and tried and it is time to try something else, somewhere else. Mmmmmmm, fish soup.Helenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10860408659873835348noreply@blogger.com