Tuesday 15 August 2023

After He Left

It's been six whole years.  Hi everybody.  I don't know how or why I've found my way back here but I did.  Maybe I just need to paint this blank page with words that I need to get out of me.


A month ago, we lost my brother to Philadelphia Positive ALL - Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia.  I'm not sure how that even happened - one day he was healthy and the next, he had leukemia - and after what seemed like a blink of an eye, he was gone.  I mean I definitely blame something - that involves a needle - and starts with the letter after U in the alphabet but I guess we will never really know.  I just know that my brother's gone.  And I am lesser for it.  Infact, as I sit here typing this, it's hard to breathe because I can't make me believe it until I find myself drifting off in the midst of work or cooking or sitting or driving and the memories start beating at my brain -  alot of my day is spent forgetting to remember that I will never see him in this life again - in the form I've become accustomed - regardless of the fact that even now - I can go online and watch his funeral. Regardless of the fact that I watched him transition.  To this day, I can't decide whether that was good or bad - for me.  Being present when someone that you love takes their last breath - it's haunting - for me on one hand and on the other, it's the most special moment you might ever have with them.  I know it must have meant everything to him to have many of us around him when he transitioned and I'm sure that is all that matters. But shew!  Inside of me is fighting all of these feelings every single day. Make the living days count.  Make sure------------------------------MAKE SURE!!!!  People know how much they mean to you in the living days and as much as I believe that he can hear us now and see us now, we can't.  I can't see his face when I say "I love you."  I can't pick up the phone - I can't send a text - we think we have time - So please, while you are still able to feel the warmth of someone's smile when you put it on their face - take advantage of those moments.  It's times like these that nothing else matters but the moments that you're able to share with someone and loving people like it's your last day on this earth because there will come a time when it is - or when it's theirs - their last day on earth and that's it.  That's all you get and what you said and did or didn't say and do?  You can't go back and do better or more or less or tomorrow or later.  Love your people like it's now or never.

I miss him.




I was at the fleamarket with my cousin two weeks ago and a big butterfly landed on my head and hovered over our food as soon as we sat down to eat - stayed for a good 15 to 20 seconds.  All of that week, I'd been asking for a visit - for a sign that he is okay.  And then two days ago, I was walking up my driveway and saw a feather on the floor next to my bedroom.  Don't you know that my dog kept barking now, and I went to see why - ofcourse the monkeys are out - but that big feather is laying right outside my door now.  (I love you too, broe)


Saturday 1 July 2017

Hello! :-)


It's me...and no I'm not back on a regular basis.  I just needed someone to talk to so you know...like any normal person, I've decided to lean on the broad and capable shoulders of a blank page. Blank pages are always kind and inviting and will never look at you like, "You again?  Person?  Can't you get your shit together already?"  

Lol!  You know that's a lie right?

Truth is....I just wanted to grace my long lost blog with a picture of my beloved grandson.  

Shew!  I last held him at the end of January this year and lemme telya, it's been a lonnnng five months ever since.  I know.  Me and long distance loved ones right, urgh!  As if merely being an earthling is not difficult enough! HA!  I don't know how that became my lifes new normal but it has and it sucks fungi'd rocks!  

Howevvver!  I would take them being THAT far away over them being near and in South Africa, on any given Sunday, Monday, Tuesday....!  We're over here watching the future of this country is literally hang in the balance so the faster our kids get the fuck outa here, the better for them.  

But technology, yo!!!!! I gotta give technology it's earned vote of thanks right now.  Technology?  Has stepped up and erased the vast ocean as best as it could and can. Whatsapp, Skype, Messenger, with their video calls and voice calls...lifesavers!  Granted it doesn't make up for not being able to cuddle and kiss and hold him but I'm beyond grateful that i still get to talk to him, melt inside as he smiles back at me and watch him grow in person without having to wait at the postbox for a letter every month.  

Kage is now six months old and crawled I think for about five minutes.  I see that he is now already standing and holding onto the sofa.  He is a happy, healthy, laughing, energetic, very content little boy and his parents are doing an incredible job in taking care of him. 

Right now I am both excited and I have to admit, rather envious.  My son and my ex are off to meet the little one next week and even though I am ecstatic for the both of them, I am dyiiiiiing inside because I wanna be there too to hold him and experience him at this very responsive age.  

When will it become legal to crawl into an international passengers suitcase?  That's the day that I'm waiting for!  

My new life goal.  
To be luggage.  

Monday 5 December 2016

My Final Blog Post

Today, 5th of December 2016, I will mark as a painful reminder that somewhere inside all of us, there is a fragility that can't handle being pierced over and over and over again and that if we can help it? We should all try to remain mindful of the effects that that can have on each other.

This is my final blog post.

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Sunday 4 December 2016

That Voice!

My high school reunion was Saturday. On Friday, I'd decided not to go. My reason? Well you know part of it. The other part? I always feel like when you're having doubts about doing something, it's always a good idea not to do it. Like you're ignoring warnings or some shit like that. Ay? Straighten up that face and quit looking at me crazy, we were granted intuition for a reason.

We all have those little voices that try to guide us. And when we ignore them, that's when we land ourselves in the crapper. But lessons are good for our growth. I've learned that God has a plan for us but he will let us go ahead and bang our heads if we insist on our own plan. And that's when things go wrong and ofcourse we start blaming Him for why things went wrong in our lives.








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Two Down....

Two and a half actually! ^_^!

Lemme tell you, Sunday just about over. All the time that's left is to head on home, take a shower, relax a little and get to bed.

Bellbottoming (is that even a word?) these jeans take time and are quite niggly to do, but these are the finished ones. Thinking about it now, doing this by hand woulda been much easier simply because it's the leg of the jeans.




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Bell-Bottoming Busy!

Just finish cleaning, good morning! It's Sunday morning and I'm marvelling at the cleaning power of baking soda, vinegar and water. I've been using it for a while now to clean my shower and floors. Works great and pretty inexpensive too. Just used it to wipe down my cupboard doors. I was on Pinterest today and saw that its a great drain cleaner as well. So I did that too hahahaha! No, I'm not obsessed.

A-hem!

I'm about to hit the shower now, I've got a full day of sewing ahead. Thank goodness for my mums sewing machine. Or else I'd be doing this by hand. It's not impossible but it does take longer and my fingers deserve better. All these jeans that are sitting in my closet are about to get a facelift. Well some of them are. Some are fine the way they are. Plus you never can have too many bell-bottoms. That pic? I didn't do that, but I will be in a few hours.

I'd intended on doing this after my bag phase and then just didn't because I couldn't do it at home which meant to do it, I'd have to leave my house and on the weekend? That for me, takes some convincing! That was until I saw this lady at the mall last week and that was all the push that I needed. Loved her dreadlocks too. I wish I knew how to do that to my hair. Anyhow, one thing at a time! And since I'll be Thailand during their Winter, leaving Durban's Summer for the first time in my life! But hey, this is my first grandchild, so byyyyyyye Summer, hello cuddles!

So! I'm gonna need some jeans to wear. And I've got too many already to go out and buy more. Woman and clothing, huh! I blame the stores. If they didn't keep bringing in new things that we have to have, we wouldn't have too many of anything in our closets.

Apparently the average temperature over Winter is 22 degrees celsius and then can drop down to 10 in the evening. Me don't like the cold so I have to be prepared.

Let me get on with my day. You all have a good one!


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Saturday 3 December 2016

The Bait of Satan

This is a book worth reading. If you're able to, pick up a copy, the book is written by John Bevere and is thought provoking at the very least.

It's core message is the trap of offences. How we deal with being offended, how holding onto that offence can destroy us and how we actually should deal with being offended.

From personal experience, I've felt just how much of an effect forgiving someone, no matter how big or small the offence was or is, can have on my life. Harbouring unforgiveness only causes bitterness and after that day at my desk where all I heard was a voice telling me over and over and over and over to forgive. I listened and it changed my life, my relationships and my outlook.

Right now, I can't fathom why anyone wouldn't forgive. I only know why I refused to. Because it was my excuse, it was my crutch and it defined who I knew how to be at the time. But then I look back and I see that it didn't only rob me of a better life, it didn't only affect me. It affected my children too. And I can't give them back what my unforgiveness took from them. Heck, I can't give me back what my unforgiveness has taken away. I was just thinking last night about the fact that I will never celebrate a 50th wedding anniversary, with anyone. Honestly, it hurts to even type that because it's not what I wanted for my life but I was wide awoke when I made my choices, that's just the long and short of it. My point is this, unforgiveness changes the course of your life.

Unforgiveness tore my marriage apart. I know now that if I was able to overcome that one thing, my marriage would have had at least half a chance. But as I sit here, I refuse to throw blame solely on my ex-husband for the failure of my marriage because I was just as much to blame, simply by not being able to forgive. If I was able to forgive, I would have been a better wife, period! And a better wife could have made him a better husband but I will never know.

And I believe that acknowledging that I too was a hindrance to the success of our marriage and actually telling him that I forgive him and apologising for my own shit, is the reason that we are as close as we are today because it released him and it released me where I became Stacey again and he became Zane again, not the Stacey or Zane who did this and that to each other.

Unforgiveness kept resentment alive as far as members of my family. It prevented me from enjoying blessings like having siblings and extended family and parents. It wasn't always like that. There was a very long period of time where I'd pushed certain things so far back and pretended that they didn't happen. But! But once I'd brought them out again, that was when all hell broke loose between us.

Unforgiveness made me sick. Literally. I'd succumbed to depression. I was passing out left and right, I was always sick. My blood pressure dropped, my appetite suffered. My concentration flew outa the window. Honestly, I felt like I wanted to die. Like that would be easier.

So?

Why on earth would anyone want to hold on to anything that causes those kinds of physical, mental, emotional and spiritual meltdowns? You look around and you tell me if I am wrong. You tell me that someone who is harbouring such bitterness towards someone else, whoever that might be, friend, sibling, parent, anyone?! Tell me if they are coping with that burden and whether the world through their eyes is one big ball of negativity. And then you tell me if you see a difference in someone who isn't harbouring bitterness like that.

I am not telling you this just to have something to type. I haven't used the examples that I have to highlight what any of those people did to me and make myself out to be some victim, no. Not anymore! I'm telling you this because it's something that I have been through. Where now that I've been on both sides, I can point out the difference.

I am telling you this because you know what? Life is hard enough because of things we can't control. But we have to remain thoughtful about how we handle the things that we can and whether the way that we are handling those are hurting or helping us.

While I understand that we all once believed or still believe that we good and great people and that we don't need help or advice on how to live out our lives, we do. We all make different mistakes, but they are mistakes nevertheless. Whether those mistakes are towards ourselves or towards others, at some point or another, we find ourselves at a place where we are faced with a decision. And that is to forgive or not to forgive. Even ourselves. Sometimes that's the hardest part right there and it's a constant work in progress. Nothing stops while live goes on, at least not when it comes to trying to do or be better.

I hope that you all take the time to read this book at some point in your life. As for me? I am going to bed, Durban is sizzling hot since December began, which is a pleasant change from what the weather has been like these past months. It's my favourite time of the year and the sun helps with reminding me that Christmas is jussssst around the corner! December means a lot to me for many reasons and seeing as my grandson is about to be born any week now, it makes December that much more special.

God bless you all in everything that you do, in your walk, in your talk, in your mannerisms, in your thought and in the decisions that you make.



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Monday 28 November 2016

My High School Reunion...

Is this Saturday. O_O! It's been twenty six years since my final year of high school. O_o! Mannnn! Time is a ruthless muthafucker.
Just wondering, while I'm typing this, if there is anything I would do differently. YESSSS!!!! YES I WOULD! I wouldn't have went to march for the ANC with my fellow school mates. With their crooked asses!  Not my school mates.  The ANC!  I didn't even know what the ANC was, I just wanted time out from the classroom. We didn't even learn about Nelson Mandela in history class. If we did, it must have been for five minutes in one lesson because I could swear I didn't know what the fuck I was going to march down West street for. Viva viva.  I was vivaring.  I didnt know why but I was vivaring like a fool!  And happy too!  Met my dad there. That was cool. But the truth is, I was as interested in politics as I was in walking on hot coal.
Let's see. What else...I would have eaten healthier, worked out often, not started smoking and definitely not chewed on so much ice. That's just for starters.
Teeth? Teeth are one of those things that we take for granted. Shameful. Until we realize there are no third chances in life. The life of molars and incisors. Once your milk teeth fall and your REAL teeth grow out? Listen to me when I tell you.......these should be the top priority on your list of "must take care of's." No matter how addictive ice is. If ya body's lacking something and forcing you to eat the ice, drink water. Water's good for you. Because I've got a story for you. Once upon a time, I want my enamel back! The end!
The reunion? I've been milling over it for a while now. Attending, that is. Up until this morning, I was under no circumstances attending. As of now, I'm still torn but leaning more to the side of attending. Or not. Like should I, shouldn't I? Uuuuuurgh! I dunno. I dunno. What do I do?  What would Jesus do?  Hmmmmm, nope.  He didn't have a high school reunion from what I know.
Back to square one.
Dammit, Libra's don't do this deciding thing well.
The good thing is that so far, I've secured a date! My sister in law just so happened to be free. Hahahhaha! Don't look at me like that. -_- Whaaaaat? Do not under-estimate the power of my extrovert-ism. Extrovert-ness? Extrovertitis?
Fuck it!
The point is, don't under-estimate it. Don't pay any attention to the fact that it doesn't exist either. Just play along. We'll get through this blog post much faster if we all agree.
Thing is...'Cause I'm thinking that you might be thinking that maybe I can't. But I can. I can get a proper date just as much as you can if you had a high school reunion to go to but you weren't married anymore. If I wanted to. But see, I don't do that casual dating shit. It's crap. Firstly. Because talking to and holding strangers....NO! And secondly, no proper date will be good enough if it's not MYYYY proper date! Ya know....?
Therrrrre, hmmmmm, hmmmmm------see, I knew you'd understand.
Meanwhile,
I'm still no closer to a decision.
>_<! I suck at being excited about events!

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Juuuuust A Little While Longer!

I'm over here wishing that I was already cuddling and coo-ing my grandson. It won't be long. There are just a few weeks left until he arrives. Happiness! ^_^ ! I have one, infact two more little people to love more than life itself.

What is life without love, huh?

Empty and meaningless.

Like my arm without my half sleeve tattoo. I won't mention names but Sean, I hope you're reading this. Wait. Just in case he's not, lemme send him a Whatsapp to remind him that four weekends have passed since I planned, drew and prepared for the pain. That should get him to prioritise my tattoo in the midst of all of the important things he has to do today.

I'm loving having them with me for the past few weeks while the contractor purposely or should I say, typically, drags out the renovations to their home. Nothing like a full house! It feels alive! It feels like Christmas came early. With Paige gone, I've really missed the noise, the laughing and the traffic.

Sharde's baby bump is not so much a baby bump anymore. She's also having a baby boy! :-) yeah, I'm sure you've guess, he was the second little person I'm gonna smother with love! There's been a boom in baby making in our family this year. Peeps have been busy, hehehe!

In other news, since it's been on repeat since this morning, along with Too Good to Say Goodbye, I'm loving Bruno Mars track, Versace on the Floor. He's a genius, that guy!






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Thursday 24 November 2016

Happy Thanksgiving!

I hope you all enjoyed Thanksgiving with ya families and friends.

Mine? Was non-existent. In South Africa, we don't celebrate this holiday. We try to be thankful everyday. Thankful that nobody showed up in the middle of the night and carried us out of our homes and claimed ownership of the property that we've been paying mortgage on for umpteen years. A-hem. I could go on, but I'm still groggy from that sinus tablet I took yesterday.

I do see that we've caught onto the Black Friday concept. Whoooooooop! What a waste. Of. Time!

Regardless of my opinion, there are people sleeping in trolleys outside stores as we speak. No, LOL! I'm serious. Wait, I've got proof. Never fear......when you're able to save pictures off of Facebook. I guess that dude really needs a new flat screen tv. Or a kettle at R99.

These stores though? Okay.....correct me if I'm wrong. From what I imagined Black Friday to be? Things are meant to be dirrrrrrrt cheap, right? Like 'faint in fuckin public when you see the price' kinda cheap, isn't it? Hmmmmmmm, well, NOT! There should be rules. Did the US send these stores the rules? I doubt it. 'Cause I've seen the catalogues and needless to say, I'm extremely disappointed, South Africa. Not shocked 'cause y'all are greedy asses. Just disappointed and I really don't like being disappointed on a Friday.
No matter what colour it is!

This is just like that time they started Survivor SA and then brought back one of the people who was voted out and they went on to win...O_o! This place is just ruleless to the core, I telya! Howww?!?!? How can you be voted out and then......you know what? Not my business.

What is my business is listening to music while I go to work. Lemme go do that.




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Wednesday 23 November 2016

Happy Birthday, Paige

I miss you like crazy but that's okay, it won't be for too much longer.

Happy 22nd birthday, sugar! I love you!
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Tuesday 23 August 2016

Life



Saw this meme on FB this morning and immediately identified with it.  DO YOU SEE THE SIMILARITIES?  LOL!  Not the wake up call that I was looking forward to but a-hem......let's continue, shall we.

If you had to ask me 20 years ago about what I envisioned to be my middle aged life to be?  This would never have been it.  Not a first, fifth or final choice.  Hahahahahaha!  Ofcourse, I laugh but reality sure does bite. And why?  Because somewhere along the way, in whatever way, I did choose this life.  

Either way.  I thought I'd share one of my realist reminders of how life can go so easily switch from one reality to another and also from one dream to a totally unexpected situation.

It's both enlightening and depressing at the same time.  Especially when you know that it could be or could have been so much more.  But then that's where your own good or bad decision making comes into play.  Where your own sometimes fairytaled expectations or even lack of a sense of value comes in.  Sometimes these things, the positive and the negative parts of you, conflict and when you dont believe that your worth validates a better outcome as much as you should, you settle and wave real opportunities for happiness, bye bye. 

Sometimes you're simply afraid to take leaps of faith and that fear is crippling almost.  Fear?  That comes in big and small doses.  Even in the form of boxes that we've checked as far as what we will never do, or which type of men or women will never give a chance.  But it's effects are the same.  We create our own limits.  I read somewhere that your type might be the reason that you're always a part of failed relationships.  I think it's true. 

So much goes into what brings us to our here and now.  And if anything, life has taught me that there's no going back and pulling that moment in time outa the past and redoing it, that second chances are far and few between where even if they do come around, some of the initial result becomes limited and has to be sacrificed because well?  Life goes on and while it went on, life happened.  Rarely do you find that second chances bring with them a stagnated life, especially when they involve people, where you can just pick up where you left off.  You can't and if you can, it's not as easy as you'd like.  Circumstances almost always differ.

That's why, to you out there, you are responsible for your own happiness.  If it feels right, wasting time thinking about how that one decision will cause others to see you, you're doing your own life a disservice.  UNLESS, it causes someone immense pain or trauma, I say go for it.  

Like I said, life goes on regardless of your fear of judgement.  If you find extraordinay love, act on that.  And do it right.  That's why I love the fact that my brother and his wife woke one day and were like, "fuck it (okay not fuck it, he is a pastor, dammm, lemme start again.)  "To hell with it, we love each other, we've never been happier, it feels right, we're getting married!"  And they got married with their witnesses and a pastor.  Done.  Happier than ever.  And that's what I meant by second chances don't bring stagnated lives.  When they dated in high school, they were simply highschoolers.  Along came their second chance and it brought with it, children, ex-spouses and challenges.

If you find a better career opportunity, act on that.  The reality is, at your job especially, you are replaceable.  That company won't crumble without you and soon you won't even be thought of because the work will get done.  

Loyalty is a gem of trait to have.  But your loyalty should be treasured too and it should be returned with the same level of loyalty that you invest.  In a job, your employers loyalty lies with the success of their business, not you.  In love, your loyalty shouldn't lie with someone who in turn gives theirs to someone else.

Look, we all know right and wrong.  Wrong is what keeps you up at night wondering if hell will be your home in the afterlife  Wrong is what steals your peace in quiet moments.  But when it, let's say won't send you to burn for an eternity, sitting there worried and anxious about "what will they think of me" will get you safe and settling.  Yes, growing old with a dog for company or worse, a cat.  Hahahahaha!  Sorry, cat lovers.

The world is not sitting there, with nothing better to do than continuously watch you and judge you, they are living and grabbing their own opportunities for happiness, despite what you think.  And you can always rely of your fellow human being to distract them from you and give them something else to judge.  

Find your happiness and take good care of it when it's in your possession.




Thursday 18 August 2016

Happy 16th Birthday, Damo!

It's such a treasure being your mum!





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