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As the hourglass spills it’s contents

Published May 13, 2014 by Kappaloca

The Hourglass has only so many crumbs of Sand.

Life is measured by those crumbs.

And so Today has been another day of Heartache.

Saying Goodbye is never a good feeling and seeing those who have loved in so much pain leaves no one unscathed. Too many deaths. Too many broken souls. So many tears.

Keep the Memories and make them last. 
Condolences is said but the pain can not be erased. Everyone deals with their anguish in their own way. 
I wish you all Peace and Strength in the days to come and the weeks to follow.
When the hurting is done the pain will fade but the emotions roll on.

 
Life is not fair but our hour is marked.
For each of us death deals a card.
Be brave and be strong. 
For those who have died we must remain strong.

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Mothers Day

Published May 11, 2014 by Kappaloca

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It is 4:30pm on Mothers Day and I have yet to hear from my children.

I have six children and so far one has made the effort to phone me and incidentally she lives the furthest away from me. 

I was woken up with a phone call this morning and eagerly awaited the words Happy Mothers Day, but all I heard was my daughter asking if it would be okay if her son stayed a while longer toady as she has to help a friend bake Cupcakes and Muffins for a function tomorrow.

I love my grandson and have no problem ever having him over, but when the visit comes with a lie, that angers me.

She phoned me on Friday asking if it was okay if he spent the night as she was tired. Sure Honey no problem, but then finding out you went out and had a blast pisses me off and then some more when you repeat the process the next night.

You could have asked me to babysit the whole weekend and told me the truth from word one. 

Today I have sat and watched thousands of People post pictures, say nice words and generally show their appreciation to their Mothers.

I love you all unconditionally, but Today was one of the biggest let downs and loneliest days of my life when I just had to get up, take care of your son, make Lunch for myself and Wait … 

Oh but I forgot, You are a Mother too. Your son is way too young to say the words, but in all he does he shows you.

I hope your Mothers Day was way better than mine and you were made to feel Special.

 

Stuck in my Mind

Published May 6, 2014 by Kappaloca

Sometimes when somebody tells you a story and you acknowledge it but don’t really Listen it often comes back later to bite you in the ass.

Such a story was told to me and it has not just bit me in the ass it is haunting me now.

How do I tell my dear friend who has been through so much in Life, who has taken care of her two kids on her own that her Gorgeously Beautiful daughter is a “User” 

In the aftermath of the death of “Freddy” and “Peaches” I have read their stories online and it breaks my heart to see the families who are left behind and the raw emotions visible in their eyes. 

I feel like screaming it out to Chelsea. How dare you? Why? After all your mom has had to endure and give up so you can have a better life, How could you? Do you even know where this is going to end up? 

You are only 17 Chelsea. Your whole entire Life ahead of you still.

Is this just a game to you? Do you even care? Is it just for fun and laughter?

Will you say you only just tried it once? Will you say your friends are all doing it and you did not want to be left out?

ONCE is all it takes for some. 

Did you think no one will ever see you or know about it?

You have unknowingly ended up on my daughter’s neighbours doorstep. My daughter has seen you there and she knows that the neighbour is not just a User, but also a Pusher of Lethal drugs like Heroin and Mandrax. The Parties, the smell and waft of Pot and the endless stream of young visitors makes it obvious. 

Anyone reading this will most probably immediately ask why she does not phone the Police and rightly so. Would you?

Do you know how influential these bastards are? They are very very connected and taking out one dealer and reporting them will just result in another sprouting up the next day. If they even suspect you of being the snitch, funny stuff starts happening around your house.  

My biggest concern here is the welfare of this 17 year old girl whom I have known since she was a baby. 

Snorting Coke and smoking weed is not a Game you play. 

How do I break this to your mother? 

Should I even consider doing so?

Is it worth the rejection from her? Because that is the first thing that will happen here.

I guess the fact that I know and am not saying anything makes it even worse. But if she should lose you it will eat me alive. 

I wish this on No parent, let alone a Friend.

For now it will stay stuck in my mind. My demons to take to bed with me.

Stay Safe tonight Chelsea. 

Trip down West Coast of South Africa

Published May 2, 2014 by Kappaloca

 

 

 

  Took  Trip down to the West Coast of Southern Africa. Here is a view in Photographs of just some of the Beauty this Country holds.

Small Fishing Towns and Raw beauty surrounds you in these towns where the People are friendly and rustic. Nothing is ever a rush. They do it all in their own time, but spending even a few minutes in their company leaves you with a smile of satisfaction. The Freshest Fish and delicacies from the seas is served all round.

ImageImageVeldriftImageBokkomsImageFishing Boat at LaaiplekImageLaaiplek HarbourImageDried and Pickled fish bitesImagePaternosterImageDinghy’s on the beachImageSunset in PaternosterImageGolden Mile – white sands

ImageStrollersImageBoulders ImageSt Helena Bay HarbourImageSaldanhaImageClub MykonosImageS A’s own Greek MykonosImageAgterbaai Private BeachImageGanzekraal SunsetImageMelkbosch SunsetImageMelkbosch SurfersImageMisty Mountains

 

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