Dear self: To the little girl

To the little girl in the green uniform ..Here we are, 20-something years later. Everything has changed and yet it’s all just the same as it was. If I’m being honest we’ve come a long way, we’ve won some and well we’ve learnt a lot.Where to start…? The lessons! Do you remember that secret we

You and I

Happy 2023 my lovelies. May this new year remind you that it is okay to start again and be kind to yourself.This blog post is for anyone in love or looking for love. I hope you find what you are looking for. On my happy and sad days, I want to remember your smile when

Kissing a Prince

I want to remember what we had when you have forgotten about me.For the first time in ages, I kissed a Prince instead of a frog. But sadly the Prince hates me. I give up! Happy endings are not for everyone I want you to choose yourself because that is the right thing to do.I

The scar

I watched the Pastor address the multitude and I longed to be one of those people who would go back home and weep in the arms of their spouse. I longed to be here because of uniformity not to be the person that everyone feels sorry for. If my thoughts were not taking part in

My wish for you

My wish for youIs that you heal from the things you never talk about.I want you to fall in love and be happy.You have to believe in yourself and achieve your goals.Be kind to others and do your best because someone admires you.

If I could spend a day with him

If he was still here today he would have told me that he is proud of me. He would have embraced me and reminded me that he loved me. He would have said that Mummy raised us well and that Holdee, Sdu, and I turned out fine. Sekuru would have smiled when he discovered that

A merry heart😄😊

It is a few hours before we roll over the scroll on our calendars or receive a notification that it is the new month. I say goodbye to September with so much joy and I hope October will be far much kinder to me. My highlightsBirthday celebrations*My baby sister turned another year. It was her

A better life

We come from small government houses that do not have access to running water and we make friends at the communal borehole. Our younger siblings play in the street and bonds are created. When there isn’t an electrical connection we use lamps to study and when we have power, some of our friends come and

Love is not enough

Not a day goes by without me thinking of you and wishing I had her to myself. Sometimes I wish I had kept her but I had nothing to give her. She is happy and her parents love her. Her parents gave her the world that I could not give her. Telling Sizwakele that I

The Adulting series: Drunk aunts and Uncles

Do you remember when you were young and happy and had such big dreams of what kind of life you wanted to have? I remember I wanted to be a lawyer because everyone wanted to be either that or a doctor. But the older I got the more I realised that no man, I want