I know a man who lost his parents but refused to be called an orphan. Man enough to love a strong woman years older than him, worked for her and made her stronger, opened his heart to her, shared his fears to no one but her, was romantic and faithful to her till her last…

Something that makes me smile – literally witnessing someone finally shrugging off the weight of betrayal and believing in themselves again. Very little else makes me smile these days. But that never fails to put a smile on my face no matter how down I’m feeling. Probably because I’ve been on the receiving end of…

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✌✓♬ — was it posted? it looks blank, but peace sign, check mark, musical note.

Yeah, it posted. 🙂 Childhood memory – driving in an orange VW bug to the rural area of KwaZulu Natal in South Africa with my uncle on our way to a little farm town where we often spent our December holidays. It was my grandfather’s place. But the most poignant part of the memory is…