“And In That Moment I Swear We Were Infinite” 

Dear friends and other interesting creatures, Ouma’s room felt calm with soft light… she looked worse and better then I imagined – making no sense at all I am. She is nothing like the woman she use to be, but when I lay down beside her, she took my face in her hands and I felt like heaven had just touched me. It was the most incredible soft, lingering, tender, loving feeling of adoration that came from her. Sweeping movement of her soft hand on my hair… such comfort I have not felt. She is the one dying and yet … Continue reading “And In That Moment I Swear We Were Infinite” 

The River 

The summers were sweltering. Walking towards a braai fire to greet you, I remember the extra warmth of the fire clearly. I remember your smile and the true happiness as we said hello. You had clearly already started the Merry part of Christmas. I expected nothing less. You always were more of a bottle than a glass kind of guy. The Vaal river was running strong behind the trees and it soothed our souls.  I hear the laughter coming from the kitchen. Hands clapping. My face exploding in a smile as I enter the house and I know I had … Continue reading The River 

Objectifying men since birth… Weslee Swain Lauder

1) Facebook memories every morning. 2) Nakhane Toure‘s music. 3) Salticrax @Bakers_Biscuits – red onion flav. 4) Sunshine. 5) Gautrain– taking the edge off driving. 6) The golden butterfly snap chat filter. 7)  Actually. Francois Hougaard’s snapchat. 8) Actually. Snap chat all together. 9) Grande Capps from Seattle coffee co . 10) In the morning, driving to work, about 2kms from the total garage on the N 14 to Pta there’s this open veld that gets caressed by the sun. It’s beautiful. 11) My sight. 12) Musical theatre. 13) Glitter. 14) My parents. 15) The Zombie apocalypse fantasy. 16) Thankful for supportive parents. 17) Today I’m PROUD AND … Continue reading Objectifying men since birth… Weslee Swain Lauder

Your black!

Dear friends and other interesting creatures, Today, I have a heavy heart, I miss my kids. Maybe empty nest moms know the ache that won’t leave your heart and that no chocolate can fill. I saw this picture and this memory ran over my mind. When Liam was in pre-school he had an Indian friend, called Shaheen. One weekend Shaheen came to sleep over. I was a stay at home mom around then with Victoria was a baby, Liam aged 3 and Kevin aged 6. I was utterly exhausted and eventually thought lets just get these two out the way for … Continue reading Your black!