Monthly Archives: April 2012

ninety eight

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22 April. I am grateful for laughter, for laughter so loud it’s almost madness. For memories of Mutt and Jeff and being called Linky. And for wonderfully irreverent colleagues who will forever remain friends. Friends who will travel over a mountain, catch up a lifetime in an hour, inspire you simply by who they are, share a bond in a minute, genuinely wish you happiness and contentment. And you them. Forever.  I am so very grateful for the support, love, irritability, hot flushes and honesty we share. And for having a friend who wrote the most fabulous cookbook ever.

ninety seven

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21 April. I am grateful for the perfect last lunch on the patio. For a connection between people I love. For a connection between my daughter and my friend’s daughter that was there the day they were born. I am grateful for a personal connection of the heart. With a friend who thinks like me, laughs like me, talks like me, dresses like me, swears like me, drinks like me, is a slave to coffee like me, explores like me, cries like me, talks fast like me, overshares like me, who wears black, biscuit and grey like me. I am grateful for my friend Leigh, who is a true brave heart and who encourages me to be ok with me, but also inspires me to be so much more than me.

ninety six

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20 April. Another day another little cherub. Quinn was born a year ago. How the year has flown. He was tiny, new, sweet and dependent. In a year, he has become Quinn, a gentle, calm, fiercely independent, cutely walking, very still yet open little chap. It is incredible to contemplate the growth in Quinn in only one year. I am grateful for that moment today with little Quinn in my arms when I was reminded how long a year really is. When I was reminded how focusing on moments like these, slows everything down. Right down.

ninety five

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19 April. Little Daemain is one now. The last time he saw Jem he was hardly more than one day old, yet he knows her. I am grateful for the love that is family. The love that was so apparent today in the connection that exists between these two. It is quite remarkable.

ninety four

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18 April. I cried today. At pure wonder and amazement at the beauty of the performance of  the two guest ballet dancers we saw perform in Giselle this evening. What a gift. I am beyond grateful to Helen for sharing her love with the girls and I tonight. I am grateful for the example and the inspiration their graceful granny is to the girls. To all of us. But I am especially grateful she loves Jem’s converse sneakers as much as Jem does.

ninety three

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17 April. I am so grateful today that my town girls got a real taste of country. Ok, a very stylish Sandi and Pete Olive farm taste of country but nonetheless. We had eggs for breakfast collected by Kate and Jem, amongst much screeching and much hilarity, they road on the back of the bakkie unrestrained down the farm roads, they picked olives,they got scratched, the played with the dogs, they got dirty, very very dirty, they went to the press, they tasted the first nectar as it was pressed, they helped empty the buckets  and load the crates, they sat astride the tractor. They slept.

ninety two

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16 April. I love quiver trees. I always have. I’ve always wanted a home with a quiver tree. I am so grateful I got to spend time today amongst the quiver trees at Sandi and Pete’s Olive farm. They make me feel quiet. They make me feel still. I loved being still in this little slice of heaven today.

ninety one

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I am grateful that a little cherub called Coco, thinks I am her fairy godmother. It is truly wonderful to spend time, even if only once a year with my dear friend Y and her family, especially when it feels like no time has passed. Not even for the children. I am honoured to be little Chloe’s (my real name is Coco) godmother, and am determined to find my wand before her next visit.

ninety

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There is a marked difference to my visit back to South Africa this year. Now I am grateful to say that most places know what a flat white is. I no longer have to order a latte in a cup not a glass with a double shot of espresso sort of thing, or a cappuccino but without the foam or sprinkles. And today Sandi and I went to The Old Biscuit Mill in Woodstock and I am grateful for the best cup of coffee I have had here to date. From a little company that only does flat whites. Perhaps this is still home after all.

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Jem loves animals. I know Jem loves Jayde, her sweet little fancy rat, a lot. But I know Jem  would prefer a little dog just like Badger. Jem and Kate have gained a lot in our move and our sort of limbo lifestyle currently, but have also sacrificed a lot. So today not only am I grateful for the moment I witnessed between Jem and Badger, but for the wonderful daughters we have. And for how much they teach us, every single day.