A rare gift I cherish.

As I have read your responses on the posted updates on my sister, Rentia’s ongoing health issues on Face Book, I have again realised what a magnitude of generosity of l♡ve and sincere friendship surrounds me from all over the world, and in my backyard.

So many of you have lived inside my internet world – some as long as 16 years! We may have met blog hopping, getting nakkid on HNT, sharing our photography on Flickr, chatted on Yahoo groups for moms or weight loss, followed each other on Twitter or be Face Book friends. We have shared joys and heartache. We have loved. We have lived.

Very few of you I have spoken to on the phone… some I have had messenger chats with, shared hundreds of e-mails and blog comments with, few I have had web cam laughter with, exchanged posted gifts, books, Christmas cards, postcards and even socks! 🙂

We may never have hugged (I believe I give good hugs because I have been told so *smile*) physically but you have been closer to me, and know my soul better than some people I share DNA with. We have laughed out loud with joy in happy moments and cried very real tears in sad times.

Many won’t understand how you can care so deeply, l♡ve so strongly, feel such loyalty, be a muse or amused, know so much of another persons in depth world when you have only shared words and pictures.

Off course there are the people who live physically within reach that I have developed deep and meaningful relationships with. Some I have also never met in person, but I know their details and they know mine. Friendship has never been about distance, but about depth.

I don’t know how much I may have touched your hearts or lives, but I know the abundance in which so many (near and many miles away) of YOU have touched, changed, loved, shared and blessed mine – forever.

Thankfully I have been able to meet some of you in person and it is as if we have known each other, always – because we do.

Thank you for being part of my world and letting me share yours. The support right now online for my sister, and your generosity in helping with financial aid for Rentia’s medication is overwhelming and humbling.

You CAN hold a heart so close that you touch the screen and they touch back … “and in that moment we were infinite”. (The perks of being a wallflower)

I wish you enough.

L♡ve, loves –
Wεทchƴ¸.¸. ҉¨

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Midnight Special

* I miss seeing all my kids together.

* I loved the @JoburgRedBus with the @Tomorrow_Trust today. Blog to follow.

* Happy to fit in my jeans today.

* Wishing my headache would go away.

* Big time enjoying the social media I am involved with at the moment. Meeting interesting people and being part of awesome projects.

* I should be reading more.

* I am loving scarves! Not knitted, just draped material.

* Hoping @SirNoid’s team did a higher target than last month. That would make him very happy.

* I feel for flapjacks.

* Not sure if I should grow or cut my hair.

* Would l♡ve some grey casual shoes.

* Kev, Kyla, Cam, Nick, Liam James, Kyle, Luke, Dylan, Victoria wherever you are tonight – l♡ve you. Dough and Jenna-Lee is here. 🙂

I wish you goodnight kisses,
Wεทchƴ¸.¸. ҉¨

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#starlightexpressSA

I am a fan of musical theatre. Okay, that doesn’t sound right. When *I* say it there is projection of voice, vast hand movements and what my sister Rentia calls, “a million dollar smile” on my face. I launch ships….and divorces.

Musicals, the theatre, performing, artists… and me believing I am the reincarnation of Judy Garland, never made Andrew Lloyd Webber’s work a hard sell for me.

I sang along to “Phantom of the Opera” when my Aunty Denise bought the tape when I was 14. Yes, a music cassette. Yes, I am that old.

I have had the privilege and joy to join the #newmedia team at @joburgtheatre and loving it is an understatement. I am in my personal heaven!

So at the moment, I am watching the little train that could, the #StarlightExpressSA, come to life!! My enjoyment is from the pit of my stomach, the curling of my toes!!

I have been to the publicity recording, sharing lunch with staff of the @joburgtheatre and the #newmedia team, while interacting with the CEO of @joburgtheatre, the energetic and easy as Sunday morning, Mr Bernard Jay. I could listen to his chatter all day. He is sincere, passionate, quick witted and just a darling of a man. I l♡ve his laughter.

I was surprised, VERY happily so, when THE Janice Honeyman joined us. I was telling my eldest son Kevin who will be 20 in August, explaining who Janice is, and he was like “Mom, everyone knows who Janice Honeyman is!”. Whoop! The most gifted stage director in South Africa I say and the nicest person! Such a great afternoon I had that day!

The first day of rehearsals was alive with tangible emotion. I will soon make another round of applause to just sit in and listen to the cast do their magic in rehearsals. It is like hot chocolate on a cold day to my soul. A theatre is perhaps as sacred to me as a cathedral is to some. It holds history, magic, escape and tenderness.

Next week is the set building and I have both read and heard the set itself is reason enough to buy a ticket!…. I can’t wait – seeing the birth of this production from its South African conception has been captivating, fascinating and electrifying!

One of my favourite performers, is Bongi who plays a very important part. I don’t want to give too much away, but he literally sang two lines in rehearsal and I was wiping tears. Huge career awaiting this young man – I am a HUGE fan!

I wish you a ride on a steam train,
Wεทchƴ¸.¸. ҉¨

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“I would die for you, but I won’t live for you.”

The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky

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Usually, I have much to say, but this book was far too delicate for me to even suggest I could discuss character building and such. It’s a rose petal. Smell. Savour. Remember.

Wow! The book is geared to the young adult market I presume, but it captivated me immediately. It was beautiful in its innocence, beauty, hopes and dreams.

There were so many quotes. Moments where I just sat and breathed in the beauty.

I cried many times.

“That’s when Sam grabbed my hand. “I love this song!” She led me to the dance floor. And she started dancing. And I started dancing. It was a fast song, so I wasn’t very good, but she didn’t seem to mind. We were just dancing, and that was enough. The song ended, and then a slow one came on. She looked at me. I looked at her. Then, she took my hands and pulled me in to dance slow. I don’t know how to dance slow very well either, but I do know how to sway. Her whisper smelled like cranberry juice and vodka. “I looked for you in the parking lot today.” I hoped mine still smelled like toothpaste. “I was looking for you, too.” Then, we were quiet for the rest of the song. She held me a little closer. I held her a little closer. And we kept dancing. It was the one time all day that I really wanted the clock to stop. And just be there for a long time.”
 — Stephen Chbosky (The Perks of Being a Wallflower)

Truly recommend this book for 15+ (although my 13 year old read it, she is not quite your average 13-year-old reader.)

“I couldn’t believe Sam actually got me a present because I honestly thought the “I love you” was it.”
— Stephen Chbosky (The Perks of Being a Wallflower)

I wish you… infinity.
Wenchy