I am so very blessed to have such a lively, healthy, friendly, lovable little girl to be a granny to.
I wish her all the best that life has to give, good health and happiness, faith, hope and tons of love. I wish for her perseverance for life’s little curve balls, a will of iron, a backbone of steel, and a heart of gold.
My sweet little Lexi, remember – I love you like the stars and more – HAPPY 2ND BIRTHDAY!!!!!
Think back to some of the major things that had happened in your life. For instance, imagine if you didn’t go to that coffee shop at that specific time so many years ago, you might never have met the love of your life. Or you wouldn’t have landed the job you’ve got now.
If I didn’t go to the shops at the time I did on the 30th May 2020, and if I crossed the road five seconds earlier or later, I would never have been hit by a truck, and landed up in hospital. (True story…)
When you cook and bake, timing is ever so important. If you leave the fish in the pan for 2 minutes too long, it is dry and horrible. If you forget to set the timer and you don’t take the cake out of the oven in time, it is ruined.
Accidents could have been avoided, lives would have been different, if the timing was different.
If you start the game of ‘IF’, it is amazing, mind boggling, scary. I don’t often think about things that way, but once I start, I keep going. I then realize how much of my life could’ve been different give or take a few minutes or hours here or there. It can also be a few years. I’ve heard people say that they’ve met the love of their life, but the timing wasn’t right.
I do, however, strongly believe in the fact that one’s life is pretty much planned for you even before you are born, otherwise, why else would things happen exactly the way they do? And I know a LOT of you will argue with me about that, and that is fine, we are all entitled to our own beliefs. Even if you differ, just give a few minutes of thought to the timing in your life, how certain things worked out, or didn’t, because of timing.
You know how we use the words ‘he was lucky – he was just at the right place, at the right time’? Mmmmm … but was it just luck?
Luck, serendipity, coincidence, preordination, call it what you want to, nobody can deny that timing is a huge part of life and love.
Until next time, may your timing be just right! 😉
PS. Apparently timing is also important in regards to when you do a new post – so here’s hoping I’ve at last got the timing right!!! 😀
Yesterday was a shitty day. Because, saying goodbye… 😦
I had a weird few days, actually. Let’s start it off on Saturday. Like I mentioned in my previous post, it was my birthday on Saturday, and I would have been alone, had my sons not decided to come visit. So, the first part of the day was in expectation of their arrival.
My boys and daughter in law arrived much later than expected, but it was glorious seeing them! They brought with them some gifts and flowers, and as a lovely surprise, a beautiful birthday cake! We spent the rest of the day together, catching up, chatting, debating, eating, drinking, you know – all the things people do on birthdays when they haven’t seen each other for some time (thank you Covid! 😦 )
But as with a lot of situations, at the back of my mind was the knowledge that these few days together had another purpose, aside from my birthday. My youngest actually came down to say goodbye to his brother and I, as he is leaving South Africa for Ireland. At the moment he is not emigrating, but he might decide to do just that while living abroad. Since it is the second of my three children leaving the country, you could maybe imagine how I’m feeling. (Even as I’m writing this, I find it difficult to breathe…) I do, how ever, wish him all the good luck in the world. I hope it is everything he imagines and more. I hope he will be happy, and successful in all his endeavours. With all my heart.
So, the whole visit was bittersweet, from start to end. We did make a few more special memories together, and we did have fun doing it, so please don’t imagine that it was only doom and gloom the whole time! 🙂 But the whole vibe changed perceptibly as the time to say goodbye drew near…
Yesterday, after saying goodbye and on my way home, the weather was atrocious – wild wind blowing, dark clouds, intermittent rain…As I got nearer to my house, there was more sun and less wind – I did somehow feel it was a metaphor for my feelings and the whole situation – things will get better, and I will get over this feeling of despondency…
The view from the top of the Du Toit’s Kloof Pass towards Paarl and Cape Town.
Yesterday was my SO’s* birthday. Because of lockdown, and the fact that neither of us have had an income for 5 months, we couldn’t splash out and celebrate like we would have liked to.
Instead we had a slow day. We had a late-ish, big breakfast, and then left to go to one of our favourite antique shops – Die Handelshuis (The Trading Post) which is a huge industrial store -like building, with acres of space and always many interesting pieces to browse through.
Afterwards, we started the drive back towards home, but felt that we could at least do a late lunch, so we stopped of in Paarl, a beautiful historic town, and had lunch at Hussar’s Grill, one of our favourites.
Our route back takes us over the amazing Du Toit’s Kloof Pass. If you ever visit South Africa, do yourself a favour and instead of taking the quick (and boring) toll road through the tunnel, go over the pass – you will not be sorry! The mountains are breathtaking, and they put on a different face every single day, depending on the fickle weather. And the views from the top is something else!!! I take a picture/s every time we drive that way, I cannot help myself!
All in all, not a bad day, I think, and still a lot to be thankful for…