Sometimes I wonder why my dreams are so cruelTo a fire it is the fuelI always wished for the gift to dreamNow this gift makes me wanna scream. Sometimes it makes no sense, makes me tenseUntil the dream in real life will commenceThe warnings I get for me and othersThat is not really what bothers.…

I tried writing a poem about my feelings about the cross. I don’t like being cliché, so the poem was not working out. My feelings about the cross, and the event that we celebrate this weekend, might be a little differently expressed than others would. So, bear with me. When I think about the cross,…

Today,was not flattering in any way.The only thing that made me smile,Were my learners, even if just for a little while.Today,I really had so much on my mind to say.But I had to control my tongue,And just let hurtful songs be sung.Today,the impatience, hurt and frustration was at play.I couldn’t wait to see my husbandTo…

How conflicting it is to be extrovertedon the one side, but introvertedon the other side.Apparently it is called ambiverted. When I’m in a company, i dont mindto chat about any topic i can findMy personality is mixed, combinedand to my weaknesses I am not blind. If i could have my way, i wouldstay in the…

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Travis, Travis, Travis, our 12 year old boyI remember when you were a little snotgat and didnt look so mooi.Very dark, flat face with very curly hair,But WOW look at you now, every girl would stare. When you came to live with us, you ate ALOT,We had to tell you to slow down and breathe,…

Die kinders van vandag is different as wat os was. Moetie offense vati, trek aan as die skoen jou pas. Toe os jonk was, het os darem respek gehad, Even die skollies het hulle skywe weg gestiek ini pad. Ons het respek gehad vir die ouer mense, Maar hulle raas met hul ouers soos ‘n…

My cousin and I were having a conversation this morning which led to us reminiscing about what our experiences were like with our grandparents. Some things stood out. Something in particular was the fact that my granny always gave us terrible gifts for Christmas. I don’t remember getting a birthday gift my entire life. If…

Yesterday, I painted. Mostly on the wall, some on the floor and some on me. I usually love painting, but yesterday’s paint job was excruciating. The walls that I painted are to be our bedroom walls. This part and the rest of the house was sort of a garage/church/storeroom and even at one point my…

I wonder what will unfold in two thousand and twenty-five. Will all the dreams inside of me finally come alive? I refuse to fold, stumble and struggle to survive. I can plan as much as I want to, but God has the final say. No matter how many new year’s resolutions I make for one…