A Different Perspective

It's funny how my reaction to almost the exact same situation can change depending on one factor. For example, I woke at 6.45 Sunday morning. The sun was just peeking around the curtains, Norm rolled over and took my hand and Panda crept up from my feet to nestle in the crook of my body, …

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Circles of Healing

I have never considered myself artistic. Even as a child I preferred to read the names of the crayon colors and organize them into little Virgo sorted categories than to use them to create. I would rather colour in and focus on staying within the lines than to draw or paint my own picture. So …

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Laughing Virgo, Hidden Satire

It takes a lot to entertain a Virgo. We are difficult customers in general due to our high standards. These are the same standards to which we hold ourselves, so to us that's fair. I've learned to try and bite my tongue and just accept a plate of food or a cup of coffee but …

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Patience for the Patient

I worked last week's public holiday so that this weekend I had a 4 day weekend but it has been far from relaxing. I woke on Monday to messages from my mom's friend's daughter that my Mom's car had been hit by a girl who ran a red light.   Mom has very bad osteoporosis …

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The Stench of Corruption

Wednesday was voting day for the local elections in South Africa. The election results were brilliant at highlighting that the ANC is losing their stronghold on the masses. This wasn't the final figs shown below as the ANC did hold onto Joburg. I just couldn't find a better graphic. The EFF did brilliantly as newcomers …

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Powerless

I've lived a nomadic life. I was born in Georgia, on the south-east coast of America and when I emigrated to South Africa the first time I had been living in LA on the west coast for 7 years prior, so I have many moves between the 2 coasts. I have lived all over South …

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Synch In

This week passed by in the blink of an eye. The international news has been full of tragedy and senseless death. In one day my twitter feed was full of a stream of shocking events. Then I open my email and it was also full of various pleas: to shut down horrific zoos, to stop …

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Rainbows and Memories

The last few weeks have been incredibly hard. Last Saturday was Pierre's funeral. The sermon was mostly in Afrikaans for the benefit of Retha's parents and Pierre's mom who had all driven down to Cape Town. Pierre's godsons Roark and Tristan were both here as well, it was very special that they could support Retha …

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Nobody Knows the Trouble 

I never would have imagined I would lose two friends in the space of only a few months apart. First my friend Anze and now on Friday my good friend Pierre deciding to end his life. Image credit Josh Mercer Photography. His wife Retha is my best friend. I never would imagine Pierre could do this. …

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My Sunshine

I can't believe it is over a week since I fell ill and yet I am still sick. My head is so congested. But the show must go on. After work on Monday I was faced with my lack of pot roast for dinner thanks to naughty Navajo and had to come up with a …

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