I grew up idolising my father. He was from a ‘good’ family, and went to another land to make a fortune to provide for us in the future. As the years passed , he became a person I created, resembling a movie hero, bigger than reality. I believed he loved my siblings and I, and one day we would be reunited. Maybe at some point he would make up for the hardship endured by his absence and the strain placed on my mother, our sole parent. It never came. I became a mother , wanting to give all my children the father I thought I was denied. The relationship with their dad and broken promises, were on me, because of me, and in a way I idolised him. He was like my father, from a ‘good family’, and tried to ensure he was there for his children with me - including the one before mine were born. Even if I was not worthy of promises to be kept, I prayed he would honour all his children. My children loved him, including their brother from another mother. The promises were left stan...
It’s been almost the entire year, but writing has been harder than normal. The words would come into my head but my fingers were not aligning. This afternoon, Frank Sinatra’s ‘All the way’ played in my mind and the words tumbled out of my mouth, and felt it in my heart. Love in its simplest way, is meant to be all the way. And that's more than business. Can one really love all the way? What does being all in mean? As I think on this, loving forever is probably what you get when you're all the way! 2023, I’ve had some highs and lows, good and bad times, and a few in-between times. As the year draws close to an end with sixteen days to go, will the story of 2023 unfold in words, pictures and song …maybe. I've spent a lot of time doing things I have not done, stepped out of my comfort zone of business, and become open to 'what ifs' on another level. Got vulnerable to others, even more trusting, and found a less 'judggy way' with others. Allowed my heart to ge...