A minute. 60 seconds. A moment. As a wife and mother, my family expect me to be able to do a multitude of tasks whenever they need it done. I am not complaining, and I am not alone. There are millions of us. We are the consummate professionals at juggling life. We are expected to… Continue reading Just A Moment
Wednesday evening was Parent's evening at the girl's school. No, I don't want a noddy badge for attending. Fortunately, or unfortunately as the case often is, I was brought up to do what I'm told. That means that no matter how much I might roll my eyes, tut, or whine about having to attend something… Continue reading Parent’s Evening
It certainly feels like it in South Africa anyway. The days are getting shorter. The nights are getting cooler. I feel like I'm running out of time, time for what I don't know but I am not a fan of winter, maybe that's what is making me feel a little anxious. The girls have one… Continue reading Are these the last days of summer?
One of things I am trying to constantly remind my girls when they have one of their little fights is the power of their words. If they say nasty and unkind things to each other, how does that make their sister feel? If she said those words back, how would it make you feel? They… Continue reading How Do I Make You Feel?
I have a theory. Controversial maybe, since I'm not a scientist or a priest. I'm just a woman, standing in front of her family tree, contemplating the future. The men who marry into my family are breeding out their family names. Let me try to explain how I arrive at this theory. Please try keep… Continue reading Now Listen Sisters