Life, Love, and Passports

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What is this life…

if full of care we have no time to stand and stare. This is still one of my favourite poems even after all these years.

The last seven days have been a really good time to reflect and be thankful for all my many blessings. There are many things I long for but for now this is where I find myself miles from the place of my birth. It’s the hardest thing to explain to people who’ve never left their country just how difficult it is to adjust in a new country. Yes, you’re right we do choose to up sticks and leave though I do take every opportunity to remind my dear husband that if it wasn’t for the love I have for him I wouldn’t have made this choice on my own! Packing up your life and leaving for distant shores always seems so romantic and adventurous to the ones waving you off.

It’s hard to believe we’ve been in the UK for just over five years now. I can’t believe I’ve lasted this long! It’s been an absolute roller-coaster of emotions. After each bout of homesickness I give myself a massive pat on the back when I realise I haven’t returned. At this moment in time I feel marginally qualified to give the misguided newbies a few tools to help them through the rough patches after what seemed like a good idea at the time.

I spent a couple of days with my aunt this past week and realised that you just can’t put a physical value on the importance of family. Spending time with family reminds you that you belong and that is enough to give you strength to carry on when you’re in doubt about so many things.

So, I’ve taken the time to stand and stare and I feel somewhat revived and ready to go on and face more challenges because there’s no shortage of opportunities to learn and grow and of course it’s a sure sign that I’m alive and well!
Go on…take the time to stand and stare.

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The last supper

Tonight we had our last dinner with my parents before they head back to South Africa tomorrow after gracing us with their presence for one whole month. The primary purpose of their visit was to celebrate my birthday with me because apparently it wasn’t just any birthday it was a big birthday.

Counting down made me realise that I spend a large part of my life counting down days and always looking forward to the next big event. So once we wave them off at the airport and have shed those departure gate tears. Have I ever said how much I hate that goodbye gate and just watching loved ones looking back and waving until they disappear into what seems like a vapour. Departure sounds so final and can leave a person feeling empty and disorientated.

We’ve had a great time with my parents and it was good just travelling around the UK. The summer holiday has been full of activity but we’ve also had many pause and enjoy moments. Now for the final goodbyes until we meet again!


City of madness

It has been a nerve wrecking few days here in the UK. Living in Birmingham it felt like a world away when the rioting started in London. Having finally arrived here in our city it became very clear that I was transported into a prison of fear and to a large extent even terror.

It is now believed that this spate of crime, lawlessness and thuggery was sparked by the death of a known criminal at the hands of the police. The family of the deceased have made it quite clear that he was a law-abiding citizen, a loving father and an all round good person.

A few years ago I attended the funeral of a well-known gangster in my native South Africa. The priest who led the service started his sermon by saying “his mother says he was a good son. the mothers of his children say he was a good father but the newspapers say he was a menace to society preying on innocent people” I guess the point I’m making is that people can be many things to many people.

So while the fires rage and many cities are engulfed by total madness. We hold our breath and look forward to calm returning to our city. On our journey to the pre rioting state we will no doubt be listening to the blame game which is gaining momentum like a wild-fire fuelled by the wind.

This has got to be the worst time to be a politician. Personally I don’t understand how they can be blamed for the damage we’ve seen across the country. I hope the full extent of the law will be enforced on all those hooligans and thugs who have sent us into an absolute state of fear!