Life has a way of making you grow up before your time.

Reflections on the first half - Life has a way of making you grow up before your time.

Death is such an enigma in our lives yet we still don’t know how to deal with it. Having lost very close family in the first half of the year unexpectedly but shocking I have come to realize that indeed our lives are nothing but a breath and we can never know what tomorrow brings.

Looking at the years we were given to be with you, there were enough though we would have liked to have more – so many beautiful memories: We have our days when we stand strong  - we replay those moments in our minds and somehow find the strength to go on. That’s what you would have wanted. We have learnt to cry our tears out and still wake up to the world and smile.  

I look at my nephew and see hope, I see a life, I see a product of love. I love him to bits. Amazing how he has given us the strength to go on. Just when we thought we need to be strong for him, the big guy is our pillar. His namesake for sure.

They say time heals all wounds – May His timing be perfect to that which He started.  Like my other cousin said – maybe we don’t have the right to be broken as we are – after all we were only your sister in laws. We carry you in hearts always. We wish we could say we have healed, we wish we could believe that your time was up… but deep inside – it hurts.  Forcing back the sting of tears, fighting back the pain and the hurt. It’s never easy. Yet we soldier on. 

Lala ngokuthula. Siyakukhumbula.

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