Day 39

It's not about being single ...it's about desperately yearning to feel his touch, to see his smile, to hear his voice.
It's about being completely without him and that breaks me...

Day 37 - What am I supposed to do without you

It seems that stepping out of my cocoon, is stepping out into the wilderness,
unshielded & exposed. In my cocoon I am light, I am new, I am better, I think I am healed..
It is out here under the sky that the rain pains me & the wind gives him a voice then I am without self.
I am without him a breath out and never in, I am rage towards death, I am the life that was taken out of him.

My cocoon right now, is my sanctuary, my truth and my core. It is the hope that keeps me sane and keeps me alive.
I'm not ready to close that door yet.
He is my love and I carry him in my spirit...

Day 2 - yeah thats me!

Allow me to introduce myself..
Hoezit! I’m the inexperienced blogger that you know nothing about, and day-by-day I’m certain that you’ll find out…

I was born to write.. about what? I don’t know. So I got this going to find out and I’ll see where it takes me!

I love food so that will probably be primary discussion, hehehehe!!

Maybe clothes, shoes, the good life, the township life… and I’ll tackle the heavy stuff, lets watch and see if I can execute!

I may have lost my love and best friend but I’m still full of life! So come along with me, I’m not that bad… in fact I’m HARDCORE and TALENTED!

I AM LEGEND… hehehehe! xoxo

Day 35 – The thing that is un-fathomable to us

There’s a certain fearlessness that I feel towards being open about my first hand experience with death, with grief, with depression, with sorrow. Its incredibly trying but I find that strength to face today. I pray for courage to face the next, because when he died so did I…

The loneliness is killing me, especially after I woke up from a beautiful dream… he was in my dream last night. He was smiling with the sun and I could see his eyes, his eyes were saying: I will always love you… I miss you.

Yeah its Hard, I’ve said that before and I guess dealing with his death will be part of what makes me human, what keeps me breathing, what feeds me and what builds me. I’m searching for meaning in his death and oh God; I’m searching for me…
Each day I wake up to fresh pain and it is furious, it devours and wrecks all line of thinking. But I write to stand up against it and I write to let it out.

Its Hard that he left… Left me without a word. He left this emptiness, this awkward space that he once occupied. Being in this vacuum, I forget to breathe…

Day 1 & Day 34

Day 1 of my blog, yay! And day 34 of Monde's passing...

Grief is never a good thing and it comes in its own ways, its never uniform and expected... its Hard. People have their different ways of dealing with grief.. here's mine. Sharing about my loss is the best therapy and with time I hope it will have healed me.

Its Day 34 since his passing, I feel his spirit with me but nothing is going to bring him back...

Its Day 1 of my blog, I anticipate healing, excitement, laughter and the possibility of opportunities.

Here I begin..

Live in this day, the only day you're certain of because tomorrow is never promised... and thats the truth.

Big mistake!!

The Simba and Brown Band post was NOT meant for this blog! But check out the real ish on http://www.redbullafropicks.blogspot.com!

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Simba and the Brown Band

Simba and the Brown Band is a unique and dynamic band hailing from the exotic Mozambique and they're sound lives through waves of pop rock, reggae, samba, jazz, afrobeat and hiphop!

They are distinctly African and have graced our audience once before at the Oppikoppi Festival, they are scheduled to blow our minds crazy during their visit back to SA. Keep your eyes and ears peeled! But especially keep your undivided attention on this blog for more...!
Africa comes alive through its music!