I’ve just read my “twin’s” blog and had myself a bit of a cry.
Sometimes I wonder what I have done wrong to have lost so many people in my life – Have I been THAT bad??? I often ask WHY ME? and never receive any answers. I would like to scream and shout the question from the roof tops (but I’m afraid of heights) hehehe.
People often say “that’s life” – well bullshit – THAT’s DEATH – meaningless, unnecessary and painful. Others say “it was his/her time to go” – What the fuck do they know about time? I still wanted a hug, a kiss, a smile, a ANYTHING.
This is for the people I love, I miss:
To Oom Piet - I miss your beard and your sense of humor – taken unexpectedly – people should not die at 33.
To Henna – I miss our dancing in the lounge at Ouma’s home, our little trips to nowhere, your love for your kids – although you were Ouma’s son, you were my brother and mate in all.
To Oupa – I miss your big hands, your eyes that said everything although you were a quiet man.
To Duppie (my biological Dad) – I miss you terribly. I miss being your “spinnekop” and “sproetjies”. I still have the image of you on the couch in the front room when I last saw you – I love you – always.
To Ouma – I miss the big hugs against your breasts, your love and passion for all of us, your helping hand although we thought we didn’t need it, your Sunday lunches cooking for an army, your welcoming little home where everybody felt warm and fuzzy inside.
To Kobie – I miss my hubby, my lover, my companion, my EVERYTHING. I miss your laughter, your eyes, your smile, your touch, your voice, your hair, your EVERYTHING. I will always love you. Jy was my rots wat my staande gehou het, my laat lag het, my laat leef het, my dinge laat ervaar het. Ons mis jou verskriklik.
To Pa – (Kobie’s Dad – my Father-in-law as they say but he was mine) – I miss you so much. Your voice shouting “Anna” when it’s time to go, your love for your children and family, your compassion, your very tiny little heart in that big body (we all knew that). Ons mis jou Pa.
Fok. Between you and Merce I am giving it a great cry today!! Best you two don’t leave me behind when the death time comes!!!
Loves you my friend………………… and I am happy you can write about Kobie with so much love. x
Thanks – crying is good sometimes though.
En daar vloei die trane weer. Geen make-up vir my vandag!! Ek stem volkome saam met jou “that’s life” en “it was his/her time to go”. Dood is heeltemal te finaal en dit maak seer, ruk jou hart uit.
Het nou die dag ‘n foto van jou en Kobie tussen my ou fotos gekry waar ons by Bonacord Dam braai …
Mis jou baie