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The days flew by so fast. Noah and I had the time of our lives going on safaris, trekking through the desert and hunting with the locals in some parts of Zimbabwe and Zambia. It was the best time of my life and when we left, I felt depressed knowing it would take some time before I stepped on African soil again. I was leaving home and stepping into my husband’s world. Did I think it would be simple? Not at all. But, I knew I could handle.

As the plane flew over the ocean, I felt apprehensive. Was this really happening? Growing up, I always thought marriage was a big deal. It had not yet hit me properly during the honeymoon but now it did. It was time to become more mature, act like a real woman not a growing girl although at twenty three I felt I was still one. It was high time, I beat the girlishness out of me though not all of it. Every woman needs a bit of girl in her. In the same way, every girl needs a bit of woman in her. 

When the plane finally hit th