That day while walking down that road, I felt something for the very first time in my life. This journey was hard and often upsetting, but it was my choice.
Divorce
When you don’t have a voice
This week my heart goes out to a father. A good father and a good man. This week my heart goes out to all the parents who have been alienated from their children and who are standing on the edge wondering how they can possibly go on without the human beings they love most.
How 2020 and 2021 are the years I ‘surrendered to’ for there to be change.
2021 was the year that I found myself walking down a district road to my parents, 43 years old and with a plastic Shoprite packet full of laundry… with nothing. But I was happy.
Gladys, the new Zimbabwean housekeeper’s first encounter with the ladies.
Gladys greeted the group of women and placed the pot of tea in the centre of the table, continuing to smile her well-practiced smile. She’d learned many years ago how to pull the corners of her mouth up into a beaming smile, deluding all in her presence of the ugliness she’d experienced and witnessed.
Tea with the ladies
It was breaking news. Their Ardmore tea cups tinkled as their excitement mounted and they all nodded in agreement when Nora said in her most authoritative voice, “Ladies, I believe she has gone mad.”
Rosie Goes 
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