I heard today about a woman, only slightly older than me, who is gradually going blind. She has a disease that is causing her vision to narrow, resulting in tunnel vision, and eventually total blindness.
She’s apparently always wanted to travel to Morocco. So this year, her family are taking her to see this magical place, before its too late for her.
Do we really have to face blindness before we go see what our hearts burn with desire to see? Read more
…Things I would tell a younger me…
Dear Young Lover,
I want to tell you something about love, marriage and life. Sit with me, let’s talk.
I hear you say, “What could you tell me? You’re only 32 years old!” Even at 32, Young Lover, years of sunshine and smiles have begun to etch faint crowfeet beneath my eyes, and years of frustration and crying have begun to carve deep furrows between my brows. Sit now, let’s talk. Read more
I’ve been battling the blues lately. Nothing serious, just a week or so of feeling…. kinda misplaced. I can’t say why. Poor sleep, stress, not enough exercise. Oh, and the fact that I am just a human being, after all.
In a moment of possible self-pity (hey, I said I was human) I was about to Read more
Let me tell you a story…
The other day, I popped into a local store for some basic groceries, a small Spar centre that I frequent regularly enough to know the staff and even a few of the car guards* in the parking lot.
*Dear international readers: In South Africa, we have “car guards” at our shopping centres. They’re a lot like this: Read more
What My Toddler Taught Me About Courage…
We attended a family birthday shindig recently, held at a kid’s party venue on the outskirts of the city. You know the type: a large outdoor garden, with a giant jungle gym, monkey bars, cricket pitch and plastic motorbikes strewn across a miniature race track.
It was a wonderful morning. Overcast, but not cool. About twenty young children showed up, and it was one screaming, messy, sugar-fueled blowout. Phew! Read more
Each morning I endure, on average, an hour and half to two hours of traffic en route to work. That’s one way. As you can imagine, it offers me excessive amounts of time to think, listen to sermons, or drown my sorrows. (in music, for heaven’s sake. Music!)
One recent morning, I found myself pondering a question that we’re all asked at some time or another, usually by some motivational speaker or a high school life skills teacher: Where do you see yourself in x-amount of years? Well, I thought, let’s have some fun with this…. I still have a good ten kilometres of hell ahead of me, I may as well dream… Read more
I packed a chocolate into my work lunch bag one recent morning. Feeling particularly naughty, I had already decided that I was going to have it for breakfast. (collective gasp of horror!)
I arrived at work, booted up my computer and went in search of a cup of coffee. I pottered back to my desk, and started wading through my emails. As I absent-mindedly opened the chocolate wrapper, an email caught my eye and, clicking on it, I found myself annoyed and indignant at its contents. Someone who just naturally rubs me up the wrong way was just doing what he does naturally – rubbing me up the wrong way !
I flew into an inner fury (inner fury, because I’m an introvert). I hit the reply button, Read more
Two years ago today, I was heavily pregnant with our first child and terrified of the adventure awaiting us around the corner. Saying that, after 6 weeks of bed-rest, I was only too pleased to welcome our squalling bundle into the world.
It was as I was going through my toddler’s bedtime ritual tonight that it occurred to me how much has changed since that day. Read more
We spent a week away during December, on a small game farm with my husband’s family. It was wonderful, hot, and beautiful, out there in the bush.
On around Day 5 of the holiday, our toddler started acting up. I don’t know what it was, perhaps she was just homesick, but she became a monster-child, screaming at everyone, emotional about everything, and just plain bratty.
I was suddenly faced with the dilemma on how to deal with her. Read more
I went on leave today, and so I am officially gearing up for the festive season! Yay me!
I’m not one of those Christians that takes offence when I see a greeting card that says “Season’s Greetings” instead of “Merry Christmas”. And while the use of “X-Mas” in place of “Christmas” does indeed baffle me, I’m pretty indifferent to that too. If you want to celebrate “X”, whatever the heck that is, be my guest. Read more