I believe somewhere in the darkest night, a candle glows.

Dear friends and other interesting creatures,

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Yesterday was physically an excessively painful day. From my elbows to my fingers tips which has already taking a beating from the Ankolising Spondylitis, was a no party zone.

The section of my body affected feels heavy. Accompanied by a dull ache that feels like it comes from the depth of the bone, beaming from the surrounding soft tissue. As if someone hit you. Hard. Only it lingers. It doesn’t ease up. Your skin feels as if it is on fire. Your cannot stand to be touched.

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#ShellSA DVD Blockbuster Movie Give-away !

Dear friends, family and other interesting creatures,

There is no denying that Superhero movies are all the rage at the moment with more to look forward to! In celebration of the fantastic films we have already seen, I am happy to be able to offer a blockbuster movie hamper to my loyal readers with thanks to #ShellSA

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The movie hamper contains the following movies:

  • Man of Steel
  • Batman Begins
  • The Dark Knight
  • Superman returns

To enter, please leave your name and correct e-mail address in the comment section, along with the answer to:

Which blockbuster movie is depicted in the above picture?

The winner of the movie hamper will be released on Friday, 29 April 2016. 

(Comments on this post will become visible on Friday, when the winner is revealed!)


I found the following while cruising #ShellSA:

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Goods are available in limited quantities at the specified price and will be available until such goods are sold out. Available at participating Shell Shops until 8 May 2016!

Terms & Conditions apply


Stand a chance to WIN a trip for 2 to New York or 1 of 20 exclusive Batman v Superman Hampers

Purchase any Super Hero Combo at any participating Shell Service Station, keep your till slip and SMS BvS and your name to 32210 (R1/SMS) or Dial *120*32210# and follow the instructions (Standard Rates apply) – Competition closes on 8 May 2016!

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Well, if three competitions is not a reason to head down to your nearest Shell, I do not know what is!

Good luck on winning the movie hamper!

I wish you enough,

Wenchy

I winked and you were gone.

Dear Kev, Liam James and Victoria,

I miss you tonight with a pain so intense in my chest, it makes breathing difficult. Tears burns my eyes silently.

Remember when we were all we had?

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Burning marshmallows over a candle on the bedroom floor because I was a “cool” mom like that? I always wanted to be a Mom.

All four of us sleeping in the same room because we didn’t feel safe? Kev doing us all a favour really…

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Fighting to get Liam James to put his socks on for school…or get out of bed … or brush his teeth … and “I’m sorry” letters late at night that made me cry.

Walking into the house and smell Kev made dinner. Never had any working mother given bigger thanks than I. Thanks my boy.

Victoria and her pet snails, chatting to the kids next door through a wire gate, and always wanting a story, which I most often felt too exhausted to read.

I’m sorry I stopped baking cookies from scratch. I was sad. I’m sorry I could not keep every drawing you ever made, although I wanted to. I’m sorry all three of you know how to deal with a person having a panic attack. I’m sorry I wasn’t more fun and I wish I didn’t take growing you so seriously… I worried a lot. We did laugh plenty at weird stuff nobody seemed to get. We still do.

To be honest, it was the worst of times inside my heart. I congratulated myself when we got through another day – fed, clothed, home work done, most school uniforms located.

I felt thankful that you all pretended to be so strong when I clearly wasn’t. I’m sorry I had no sense of humour when Lee changed lunches around as it pleased him. We were late dammit Liam!

You inspired me to always try again tomorrow. I always felt I could try be better tomorrow. You always loved me enough to give me hope. I was always saying sorry. Until this day, you say “it’s okay”. Thank you for new mercies every day.

Now? I regret I didn’t read you more stories. I wish you didn’t have to grow up. I regret we didn’t swim more together, although none of us could afford to pay Kev to get in the pool! I wish for a million more nights of bedtime to tuck you in.

Every night I wonder where you are, if you are okay, if I gave you enough skills to live life. All grown up, living life and stuff.

Almost 23h00. Soon I shall take my evening medication and chemicals will thankfully take over until morning.

Sometimes I don’t want to think. Coward I am.

I love you more …. and I’m sorry for my many mistakes. You deserved better.

I wish you enough,

The girl who happened to be called Mom by the #originalcast

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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 will play guitar and sing for me.

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The Free Electric Band

Dear friends and other interesting creatures,

Life is an odd creature. There is no other way to ride but bareback. You are guaranteed to feel every vibration of the animal moving under you. One thing I guarantee, there will be music.

Sometimes a vibrant Street festival with laughter and little umbrellas in our cocktails. Babies smiling as the only humans they know tickles their feet. People laying in the sun. Some reading, some contemplating but … the blue skies feel promising. A guitar on a teenage boys lap… somewhere in the background.

Other days life is the final breathe, the dirty, rough sand between our fingers as we toss it, dust to dust, on a loved ones coffin. Indeed in that moment dismantle the sun, let the mourners come… and I hear a lonely saxophone.

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Parts of me, are dead to me. Very Jewish I am.

Dear friends and other interesting creatures,

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I just had a phone call asking to speak to Mrs. C (my first married surname.)

I replied that she died roughly 20 years ago.

After a slight pause, the man said “So sorry to hear that.” I responded that Mrs. C was very pleased to be leaving.

Pause.”Is Mr. C still alive?” He asked. Sounding slightly rattled.

“It depends which one up are referring to?” I said with a smile in my voice.

“Mr. Kev C, Ma’am” he replied.

“Ahh, that would be my son.”

Man drops phone. Call terminated.

Guess he doesn’t want to speak to dead people?

I wish you enough,
Wenchy