No more Mondays.

We have now run out of Mondays. I’ve been waiting for this day. It just seemed to rush up at us. We are left with short, sweet memories of a ‘what might have been’. A day to remember and to a day to move on. We will always remember how she made us feel, and we will be thankful for her short time with us. She taught us that there is hope, and that we can dream. I wish there was something more to say, but there isn’t.

You shouldn’t give up.
Fight for yourself and
who you are. You’ve got
to go through the worst
times in life to get the best.  (I found this little poem on Postsecret, and thought it was rather appropriate for today.)

I carry your heart with me

I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) I am never without it,(anywhere I go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling) I fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) I want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true) and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you, here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart, I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)     “You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You are able to say to yourself ‘I have lived through this horror. I can take the next thing that comes along.’ You must do the thing you think you cannot do.” Eleanor Rooseveldt.

Just because we can!

On Saturday we had my Dad over for tea, he’s really looking forward to moving to Natal, I must say, I don’t second that notion! But he’s really not very well, he’s looking tired and ill, so the change of pace and weather will do him the world of good. Then we had Elize and Stian over for a braai later in the afternoon. It was our “Tri-nations final” braai. Off course SA won, so we had to celebrate our country’s victory! It was one the best evenings we’ve had in a long time! We always have fun with them, but Saturday night was just amazing. Pete made a big bon-fire and we sat outside untill 11pm. We were toasty warm next to the fire. I can’t wait for those balmy summer evenings, when it’s actually warm at night, those are my favourite!

 Elize and I were discussing our lives and where we are with everything. How our lives are quite similar in many respects. When I was diagnosed with this aweful disease in 1994, the Nephrologist  who diagnosed me said I would probably not live beyong age 30, and here I am at 36. I should probably go and show him I’m still around. My own Nephrologist has his own opinions about life expectancy, and I off course have my own expectations. I don’t plan on falling off my perch until I’m really old! I do believe that God will heal me and I’m holding onto that. Without our faith in God we really do have nothing.

What strikes me about life is how it just carries on. It doesn’t matter what we face, life is quite unstoppable. Even though there were times when I would have wanted it to stop, but just for a short while. We need to do our best with what we have been given, and that’s what makes life worth living.

I’m truly excited for the future. There are so many things still to come. Even the unexpected, past hopes and dreams will be realised and surprise us all. I love that. It makes me want to jump out of my skin with excitement! I also have a little something in the pipelines, won’t say much now, but soon all will be revealed.

“Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass, it’s about learning to dance in the rain.”