Archive for January, 2011

Yesterday, was a surreal and sad day.
My uncle, who has been fighting so bravely for months now, passed away.
He went down very quickly, in the space of a few hours.
I arrived, and said hello, but he was by that point, already slipping in and out.
I am hoping he registered my presence. And the presence of all those that loved him, standing around his bed.
We held his hand. Cracked jokes. Talked about the good times. Sarcasm runs deep in our family. It’s our Force.
We use it well.
Every now and then, my cousin would say “everyone who loves you is here, dad” or “keep fighting, dad” and my heart would just break.
He was so strong.
My uncle went from a giant sized figure in my life, to this pale, fragile, thin, delicate and quiet person in the bed. His skin matched the sheets, and his beard and hair were grey and soft.
There was a lot of love in that room. It was an overwhelming energy at times.
But my cousin had it right: he was surrounded by those who truly love him. Right till the end.
He went quickly, and silently, around 6:20pm.

The pain I feel can be nothing compared to what my cousin feels right now. He has spent 24/7 of the last 6 months with his dad. Taking care of him in every way imaginable. He fought so hard for him. And it was only at the last that my uncle just couldn’t fight any more. He was so tired.

My heart goes out to my cousin and his family. And to the other brothers, who were not there.

And my mom. My steadfast mom.

There was so much love in that room.

1 month away from 47 years, for my aunt and uncle.
but he just couldn’t fight anymore.

I love you Uncle B.
Rest easy. Rest in peace. Sort those angels out up there.

Coffee and cupcakes.

love,
A

RIP Uncle B. Monday 24 January 2011 @ approx 18:20.
You slipped away.

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and then Home Affairs let me down.
badly.

i was so ready to be enthusiastic and positive – and not be one of THOSE people who do nothing but complain about DHA… but alas… i am now one of those people.

I applied for my new ID and Passport, together, on the 6th of January. Fingerprints done. Photos in. Paid for.

Yesterday (the 18th – coincidentally the 1 month anniversary of our marriage) I get a DHA text saying they “acknowledge receiving APPLICATION for ID” on the 18th.
Guys.
seriously?
2 weeks later and you have only SUBMITTED the ID document?
What about the passport?
It was STAPLED TO THE ID DOCUMENT!!!!
WHERE THE F**K DID THAT GO?

SO I called the toll free DHA number – no help – no record of my passport being submitted. And yes… according to them, i only submitted my form yesterday for my ID.

i nearly cried. with frustration and anger.
EVERYTHING rides on getting that passport – ID i’m not really bothered about, as I will only use that for South African things – but no other processes can begin until I get that document.

i am gutted.
i feel… deflated like an empty foil packet from a box of wine.

i am SO let down by them… and i was totally their cheerleader before – telling everyone how GREAT and how EFFICIENT Wynberg Home Affairs was.

So tomorrow I am going there after work – hopefully it won’t be busy – and I am going to beg and cry and scream and throw my toys until SOMETHING gets done.
Going to take extra photos, just in case. But I’ll NOT be paying again. NO f**king way.

So. DHA, Wynberg – you have lost a very keen voice for your cause.
You won’t get it back unless you perform miracles tomorrow.

seriously.

today is one month of “married life”
of course, as in all things, we are different.
we’ve only actually had 2 weeks “together” of “married life”
the last 2 weeks have been from a distance, as usual.

but i’m storing it all up inside… keeping it burning…

the distance is ticking away…

soon, my love…
soon.

Read These Seven Books, and You’ll be a Better Writer.

Got a letter from Lulu Publishing to tell me that my book, The Photographer’s Choice, is still published and available on Amazon.com (and eBay too apparently)
Pretty cool! Didn’t have to do a thing – was selected a few years ago and voila…

Now I need to get my butt in gear and make a new and updated Volume 2, and maybe some personalised ones for people.
Can still make calendars too. Just haven’t had the time – but will have it soon!!!

I *heart* Lulu.com…

Have a chip sandwich?
I hadn’t had one in many many years… not since my childhood in Fish Hoek.

So last night, I wasn’t particularly hungry, but I knew I had to have SOMETHING…. my mother brought some Simba Chips (Cheese&Onion, of course) and there was horribly unhealthy FRESH white bread….. I couldn’t resist….

It was DELICIOUS and also brought back memories (of my granny, and Betty and playing Thundercats in the garden with K)

I won’t be doing it again for a while (and I am SO going for a run this afternoon when I get home) but I thought it was necessary, and rather nice.

Everyone gets the Monday blues. Well, everyone who works an office job, gets the Monday blues.

2 months and 21 days till I am no longer at this office job.  11 Mondays.  11 weekends.

I should add a count down widget or something. Just to help me get through without losing my marbles.

 

 

And in much sadder news – Another victim of this stupid war.

RIP Ethan H. 7 January 2011. IED. Too close to home.

Fuck you Taliban.