Thoughts
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You’ll Never Walk Alone
Dear friends and other interesting creatures, My first real, solid true love…. The very first anything I felt was MINE. He never gives up on me. He will fight for me and he will fight with me. He will care for me … while sighing a lot. 🙂 He will drink vodka with me. He… Continue reading
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Dipped in purple and left to sparkle!
Dear friends and other interesting creatures, Blogging use to be my journals screaming out loud. I’ve had loyal, consistent support (especially when I deal with REAL issues) but lately this Diva is running out of glitter. Blogging in South Africa is rapidly changing. It is all about quality content, stats, views, visits from target groups.… Continue reading
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“What makes the desert beautiful,” said the little prince, “is that somewhere it hides a well…”
Dear friends and other interesting creatures, I have readers, loyal and long suffering readers that have been around 20 years next year (party?), and when I don’t blog, they text, email or whatsapp me messages to ask “Everything ok?” “You ok?”You gotta love it, right? Thank you for knowing me well enough not to phone… Continue reading
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A Tumbleweed dancing in the light of the moon.
Dear friends and other interesting creatures, It was cold the day I arrived at Tumbleweed Cottage in McGregor. A crisp kind of cold where you don’t shiver, but you would not say no to a mug of the coffee from Strictly Coffee in Robertson which I had become accustomed to while visiting these little patches of vibrantly alive dorpies. Besides,… Continue reading
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The first time ever I saw your face.
My darling chicken little, I miss you tremendously this morning. A sore that runs from my heart to my hands looking for yours and ending in a tear. ♡ #SmileBeautiful.. That is what you taught me. You need to © that shit. ♡ Be kind, you never know which chapter of their book another person… Continue reading
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… love never ends, if you keep it alive.
Dear friends and other interesting creatures, 14 December 1984. I always count until a second before 19h00 thinking…. I also had a Dad. After that, nothing. At 19h05, I dry my face and resume life. I’ve done this ritual for as long as I remember. My life was forever changed from that moment. I was… Continue reading
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Shut your eyes and see.
Dear friends and other interesting creatures, Every year, I do my best to approach December as a passage of time, just another month. Some years I do better than others. The anniversary of my father’s death is on the 14th, and my Oupa Mike on the 12th… Just before Christmas is Oupa Mike’s birthday. I… Continue reading
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A name, I call myself…
Dear friends and other interesting creature, My parents shared they were desperately wanting a little girl when they were pregnant with me. Which is awesomeness cause I never wanted to be a boy. As I understand it, my almost 20 year old father went to register me and decided Christine, the name they had chosen,… Continue reading
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Miraculously recover or die. That’s the extent of our cultural bandwidth for chronic illness.
Dear friends and other interesting creatures, The above quote is from S. Kelley Harwell. Btw, when you read this, remember that everything good I have done, I did with these issues alongside me, just as everything crappy I have done. I’m still just me. Living with chronic pain, fatigue (mentally, emotionally and physically) striving to… Continue reading
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Tonight our hearts drown the distant drums
Dear friends and other interesting creatures, I listen to the things my many children, husband and friends speak about, the way they see the world and experience the people beside them….and I reflect on my own long and cobbled stone road. The universal pull is that people want to be loved, wanted, appreciated, listened to… Continue reading
About Me
Mom to many, wife to SirNoid. Lover of water, walks in the shade and all things purple.
Nocturnal Wenchy 