Mummy Dearest #100convos #15

I've admittedly been in a creative slump and neglected this project, a few darling family members, as you might have noticed, have helped me get into the swing of things again.

 

I wanted to tear up when my mom seemed surprised that I wanted to include her in this blog. I've been feeling very vulnerable lately and wanting to just be small again. I asked my mom for some stories and photos, and she really obliged. Thank you so much for this Mommy, it touched my heart so much.

 

 "When you were little, I had fun showing you things – you were so interested. I remember letting you watch a snail sliding on an open window so that you could it move from the underside. You also grew the best green beans ever.

 

Then there was the day I let you play around the jungle gym because I thought you were too small to climb it properly – until you discovered there was a ladder in the middle tower – I have never climbed a jungle gym so quickly – ever. A young mother has to be fit.

I passed the park recently – that jungle gym has been replaced with a smaller version.

 

We used to take long walks with me pushing you in the pram. I remember lovely sunny days (just like my Sunny girl). The houses had low walls in those days and there were always people about. I met many strangers and had interesting conversations over garden gates and walls – starting of course with “can we see the Baby?”

 

I also enjoyed seeing peoples’ gardens over the walls and fish ponds and pretty plants. I learned that St Michael’s road used to be chalk, and there was a vlei on Keurboom road were one Granny had been courted, many, many years ago. Imagine standing on a street corner discussing the habits of hamsters. It is so sad that all these houses are now surrounded by high walls and electric fences. The
neighbours that one met in the road with their shopping who told about my neighbourhood when they were young are all gone now."

 

Look at the gorgeous photos my mom pulled out, even one with Mrs Fowler - a neighbour who's reputation has far outlived her.

 

A Chef In The Family #100convos #14

This is a bit of a cheat because Charne did the work for me... but we plotted and had to share some of her fiancé's cooking masterpieces. When I asked Kurt about his crazy breakfasts he sweety replied "I just want to eat properly"

Charne had this to say on Kurt:

"If Kurt wasn't such a brilliant IT guy, I am pretty sure he would have been a chef.
Nothing brings him greater joy than building sub boxes, fine tuning his music and making weird and wonderful dishes.

He once grilled springbok chops, soaked it in melted chocolate, different spices and make a sort-of sticky chop.
Although it wasn't the MOST amazing. It is quite creative.

He has made pasta with peanut butter... and it tasted amazing :)

He is not a man of any words, but he loves to cook, when he isn't building sub boxes that is.

Here are just a few of the dishes I have been able to capture."

Wisest Baby Brother #100convos #9

There is so much that I could say about this man. Brother, co-investor, best friend, loan shark, and morning nemesis. Richard... Although over the last 29 years I've called him about a 100 different names... Even before he was born, but baby brother is who he is.
 

I could write a post on Richard every day for the rest of my life - he is loving, wise and I don't know if I will ever know the half of what goes on in his head. I poke around the books in his bedside table earlier and wondered at his vast reading matter.
 

Without further ado, I give you a monologue on philosophical awaking. And because he is still the first person that I would save in a disaster, he got to supply his own photo.
 

"I've always been aware of my existence and that my perception of the world is different to others. We all perceive the world differently. That was my intro to my philosophical side. I only really became interested in philosophy at end of matric, it grew slowly while at varsity because I was studying commerce rather than the arts.

When I finally studied education my exposure to philosophical thinking was increased. I questioned who I was and why I'm here.
 

What I realised was that I'm here to learn as much as I can, teach as much as i can, and attempt to impact as many lives as I can.

Socrates said "the unexamined life is not worth living". We are called to examine ourselves continuously as to reflect and grow into who we are meant to be.
 

Who we are meant to be is unforeseen, the journey has no distinct destination."