Homesick

Homesick

It’s been 1 year and 4 months since I was last home. Home – for me – means South Africa. Specifically, Pretoria, South Africa. It’s located here: And no, it’s not a short trip up to Egypt. It’s far. It’s like traveling from...
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At Home in the Inbetween

My Grandma turns 98 today. Ninety-Eight! That’s just two years shy of a century, people! And she still turns up at all family events wearing a suit, pantyhose, meticulous makeup and accessories, and heels. She remembers all her grandkids and greatgrandkids by...

On the Go

Those of you who have traveled even occasionally will appreciate the excruciating pain that is traveling with kids who have to “go” often and at inappropriate times while in transit. See, I planned to begin peppering this blog with little tidbits of travel...
A Tale of Two Trees

A Tale of Two Trees

My life is divided in 2. There are 2 countries that share me, my heart, and my family. My first love and motherland is sunny, beautiful, complicated, hopeful South Africa. I grew up in the purple-kissed Jacaranda City – Pretoria. Every October the streets are...
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Then and Now

Tonight, as I was rocking Micah to sleep, this was playing on the radio: Amazing love, how can it be – that you my God should die for me? Amazing love, I know it’s true – and it’s my joy to honor you – In all I do, I honor you. I am...