Another quick muse… I actually find it very fascinating, this whole Facebook thing and how it gets used by some people to get a message out there.. Pffft, I do it too. I use it to tell my so called friends that ” I’m getting back at you for not visiting me or not staying… Continue reading Facebook
Sy sit voor oor, gebuig en rug krom Haar gesig met permanente lyne Maar steeds n gesig vol liefde Haar lippe glad en sag soos myne Sy kyk op en glimlag, en dit maak my dag Vol liefde is haar druk, en ek smag vir dit nog elke dag Ek mis jou * Ek verlang… Continue reading Onvoorwaardelike Liefde
CHAPTER ONE We are three years apart, Cindy and I. We used to do everything together and people had the idea that we were twins, how I don’t know. She was the other world, the proper one, the clever academic, the ambitious one, the good child. I on the other hand only have the beauty, without… Continue reading Collages of Love
Another chapter in my Journey will be coming to an end soon. The future is unknown to all of us. Sometimes things don’t always work out the way you planned, other times you don’t plan and it works out. And I am eternally grateful for all the positives in my life. The last nine months,… Continue reading It’s only Goodbye
A short muse on Life….😍 I haven’t written in a long time.. life happened. I get up in the morning and I thank God for granting me another day. Another day to Love my children, to listen to their banter and to take note of their silence, another couple of hours reveling in the softness… Continue reading Life….
Women. Wives. Mothers. They unappreciated, undervalued and highly misunderstood gender of the human race. We men often pay little or no attention as to what makes ‘women’ happy. You know what’s the biggest aspect we lack when it comes to women in our lives? We’re not proud enough of them, their achievements, their successes, their… Continue reading Masterpiece
Don’t we all wish for a sunny spot? A place where you could find warmth, laughter, a warm plate of food and an abundance of love. 🙂 I feel if I could recapture those feelings, I would feel better, I’d feel happy again, but I know I can’t… I get sad thinking about an innocent… Continue reading The Reunion Part 1: The Givers