So it begins.. Or ends

•October 2, 2015 • Leave a Comment


So it begins
..or so it ends

It’s not so much letting go.. You have chosen to lose your grasp

Slipping slipping
You should have held on

Your fingertips are merely touching
But you have lost

You no longer have it, it has gone beyond your reach

No longer yours

Do you not see? You are so blinded by your own happiness


•September 25, 2015 • Leave a Comment


Mosaic so beautiful with carefully chosen pieces
Colourful lustre
Intricate detail perfectly placed
One by one pieced together to form a masterpiece

Heed the beauty within it’s convoluted shape
Lustre dulled
Detail a mangle of shards
Thrown together seeming whole
But remaining empty and broken

A Note to remember

•September 23, 2015 • Leave a Comment


Don’t take for granted what’s right in front of your eyes
Silence or space filled with beautiful lies

Don’t forget to caress and create moments to share
Or else someone else will be stroking through that beautiful hair

Don’t dismiss the words spoken often enough
Failing to hear thinking it’s just about stuff

Forwarned about castles waiting to fall
Not seeing the signs no matter how tall

Don’t act in disbelief once you’ve been burned
Failing to see the lessons unlearned

Don’t forget everything is not always about you
Sometimes moments can involve other people too

Don’t give over to emotion when someone else takes your place
After all, you neglected to fill the empty space


•September 15, 2015 • 2 Comments


My bed seems like a dark hole, luring me closer with whispers of pleasant sleep. Promises of beautiful dreams and blissful places. It calls my name in soft murmered notes…wanting to ensnare me.

I follow and walk in empty footsteps closer to a dark pit of doom. I have been there before…in the space between happiness and sorrow. Wrapped in the soft warm sheets with my head resting on a pillow dampened by tears of sorrow.

The safety and warmth of the soft smells keep me comfortably trapped. It has been too long, it will be even longer. My name is whispered again, resistance would be invain.

I nestle myself deeper under thick blankets in disrepair. I can hear the rain falling outside, I can smell the fresh spring air. It is not enough to get me to leave my bed… It is whispering my name and I am hearing it’s call.


•September 1, 2015 • Leave a Comment


What a month. It has been so busy that I have lost track of time. The girls have been sooo busy!  Starting with a choir trip to Port Elisabeth , Meagan’s first, so she was super excited. Jaime sang a solo in choir so that added to her excitement. Then their choir came 1st in the Country so celebrations were in order.  After the bombardment of news about their hotel stay, the trip and everything else, we thought we had a breather, but no.

Meagan had guitar eisteddfod and practised till late at night, for ages…ages! “In the jungle” has new meaning to me!! She ended up getting a great score so at least the relentless practice paid off. Then off to singing eisteddfod where she scored even better. Between practices it was hectic busy and somewhat noisy ;)

Jaime also had her Jnr Pop Idols Western Cape rehearsals throughout the month and came 7th in her group at the finals held last Saturday. I felt super proud and welled up a bit. It takes so much for all those kids to stand in front of a hall filled with people and sing their harts out. She looked stunning and sang beautifully.

Between the up and down driving it has been crazy. We had family visit, celebrated a birthday, and celebrated a wedding. Big yawn… Feels like there has been no time to sleep.

Really looking forward to a much needed holiday with the kids.


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