So , gelofte dag is op die 16de van Desember en wat doen ek toe op daardie dag? Ek ry Vanrhynsdorp toe om vir Oom Pierre te gaan begrawe, nie juis hoe my vankansie dag wou spandeer het nie, nog minder hoe ek die jaar wou afeindid :( Ek is nou klaar met 2011 en die laaste week van werk moet nou net verby kom.

Ek bid dat Mala veilig sal afry en dat al my familie net sal veilig wees die jaar. gewoonlik freak ek nie sommer uit oor Pa en Jan wat die heeltyd op die pad is nie, maar die jaar voel asof enigiets kan gebeur en ek is net super uitge'freak' en angstig en sal nie ophou wees nie.

Ma en Pa is besig om tuin te werk en dti kalmeer hulle weer, ek skryf liewer en kry dinge en bekommernisse van my bors af.

Die tyd het my gewys hoe belangrik verhoudings is, maar ek sukkel om met my familie te konnekteer, ek het feitlik niks te se nie. Ek en Ma het gister saam terug gery van vanrhynsdorp af en ma het net geluister na wat ek se en niks gese nie, het ook seker dit op myself gebring, want ek stry altyd met haar as sy haar opinie lig - kan haar dan nie blameer as sy nie met my wil praat nie. Ek moet maar wag vir Molsie. Probeer vir Lauren in die hande kry om te praat, maar sy is tjoep stil na sy gister ge-sms het en gese het sy sal bel (kriek, kriek).

(SUG) Dink ek moet maar met die hond gaan stap.

Not a Merry Christmas to all

This week has been a trying and difficult one. A long-time friend of mine just phoned me, Hannelize. Her dad has been sick for a long time now and tonight he passed away. I know it is selfish to have hoped he would say alive for longer, but he was so ill. I know he's in a better place tonight and will breath with ease. He will be safe and warm and Home.

Oom Pankie will be missed, he was a difficult man, but he was honest, upright and genuine.

I pray for my friend and her family.

That a tragedy reminds me to love me family and friends is sad, but at least I still have time and I am grateful for that.

This week as well Oom Pierre fell ill again from cancer and this was another big shock of the week. I feel helpless and I pray and hope and pray, Please God be with them and hold them in your arms, for that is the only place we will find comfort. A friend posted on FB today that Love isn't something God does, it's who He is. I pray for his love to wash over and comfort both these families for they are both in my heart and dear to me. I am powerless, but I can still pray and be there for them and that is enough.

I know we celebrate this time of year the birth of Christ, and so to loose loved ones now is bad, maybe even worse, I have been blessed to be spared this. This year when I say Merry Christmas it comes from a place where I know some won't be have quite the same Christmas ever again.

Love the people you are with, the people you know and tell them often that you love them, that all most of us want to hear anyway, is that we are loved.

Oom Pierre, Oom Pankie, you are and were and always will be loved.