a collection of events, people, etcetera etcetera etcetera… that aided in shaping my Dizziness….
I am South African, not quite Black and not quite White – a “Colored” – yup, it does exist, it says so in my ID How’s that for creating an identity crises? I sometimes blame my ramblings on this.
I have two brothers – an older and a younger, and a sister that’s a tiny bit younger than me, we didn’t grow up in the same household. I am estranged from my older brother. I am almost certain I am going the same route with my youngest brother. Why can siblings not just do what they are expected to do?
I have two boys, one almost an adult, and another wanting to be one. Quite a few nephews and nieces. I love them like crazy and would do (almost) anything for them.
I have a colorful family, who are united in their decision to not conform to any cliché’s society imposed on them, we absolutely regard ourselves as the “true epitome of a rainbow nation” – Hindu, Christian, Muslim, Black, White, Indian, Colored, one big happy family. I’ve learnt tolerance from them.
One of my fondest memories growing up was the regular trek over to Laudium (an Indian suburb in Pretoria) to celebrate Diwali, or Eid, or just spending the holidays there – running around in my Ouma’s back yard – at the time I thought it was all ours, just to later find out it was the local park! 🙂
Things that profoundly influenced me – finding out my dad had feet of clay, losing one person too many (and too soon) – to cancer, to diseases that should have been treatable, to a shooting, to drugs. I lost my mom just when I started really enjoying her. Having my sons. Having a dog and losing my dog. Almost losing my oldest son.
And hubby? Suffice to say…it wasn’t always moonshine and roses. Eighteen years I have been married to this man – for some it’s probably nothing, to others…yeah, it seems a lifetime 😉