I’ve had this song on repeat today. Maybe because that’s what I feel like sometimes.
You know when you’re on a path to recovery and you’ve actually been breaking ground and out of nowhere, someone or something comes along that threatens to shake everything?
Yeah! I’ve had to dig my heels in deep. I’m not going back there. Nope!!! Not ever!!! I might visit sometimes (LOL) but I ain’t staying!
I’m working on myself for myself because I don’t want to be that girl. That girl who looks for validation in others. That girl who wants to be accepted. That girl who spends her days trying to prove herself. I refuse to go back!!!
(Singing in my Tony Toni Tone voice) – It’s our anniversary!!!!
Yep! 9 years ago I said I do to my BEST friend and 9 years later, I still do!
My husband and I started dating 2 days after my 17th birthday (his 19th birthday).
I knew from the moment we first met that he was very different to other guys. Apart from his charming good looks, ( wink) he had this “thing”about him, still has today. It’s this, I-don’t-care-what-people-think-about-me attitude and honestly, it’s what attracted me to him.
At 17 (and many years later) I was the complete opposite of this (what I thought), rebellious 19yr old boy. He lived in the moment, did what made him happy and never apologized for it. It was intriguing to say the least.
Today, after almost 16yrs as an item and 9 yrs of marriage, we’ve both changed and grown in many ways but he still has that “thing” about him. Although, not in a selfish, single guy kind of way, no, he still lives in the moment, only now, he lives to make his family happy – and still doesn’t apologize for it!
I would like to honour you today Brandon (this post is for you babe), beside the obvious; our 3 beautiful kids, the provision, the protection, the affection that you often have to fight for (sorry), you have loved me literally from thick to thin and back to thick again. Your love was constant, undeterred by the number on the scale.
You took care of me when I was as good as dead and you were right there when depression reared its ugly head (rhyming skills ha ha).
You are never afraid to let me & the rest of the world know how much I mean to you. You love our children (and tease the heck out of them) unconditionally. You’ve taught me how to make my voice heard and how to say no when I need to. But most of all, I want to thank you for the laughs. You really do make me LOL and that’s my favorite thing.
Here’s to 91 more anniversaries with you babe ❤️
I love you more and more everyday (except yesterday, yesterday you were really annoying LOL).
Are you happy with what you see when you look in the mirror?
Now, I’m not talking about your fabulous legs or your million dollar smile, no, I mean when you look long and hard – are you happy with the person you see looking back at you?
It recently hit me how far I’ve come in the last year. You see, a year ago I wasn’t in a very good place. Some relationships /friendships had gone sour and I felt betrayed. I allowed my feelings of betrayal to make me bitter and resentful and we all know how that just eats at you like poison.
I didn’t realize then what God was teaching me. I didn’t trust Him like I should’ve and my bitterness was a clear indication. Slowly, He showed me His plans and today I’m grateful.
I’ve since forgiven (even though the relationships might not have gone back to the way it was) , I’m moving forward with all the lessons learned. I can confidently say I’m stronger, wiser and better than my former self. Yes, I am (and forever will be) a work in progress but I do not despise the lessons learned, however small.
So, my answer would be yes, I am happy with what I see when I look in the mirror – because I am fearfully & wonderfully made!
Dress – Ackermans (old)
Sandals – Rockport (gifted)
Earrings – Mr P
Bangles – Truworths
Lips – LA Girl matte gloss in Tulle
Fun Fashion Fact:
” False eyelashes were first invented in 1916 when Hollywood producer, D.W. Griffith decided to enhance the eyelashes of Seena Owen for his film “Intolerance”. He wanted her eyelashes to brush her cheeks.These were made by a local wig maker using human hair woven through fine gauze.”
Once upon a time, in a beautiful country called South-Africa, lived a fat girl. Fat girl hated everything about her fat-self and when summer came around, fat girl hated her fat-self even more. Poor fat girl felt too ashamed to bare her fat thighs and flabby arms so even when temperatures were soaring,poor fat girl always covered up with cardigans, jackets and the likes.
Poor fat girl put her fat-self through so much during the summer months from applying deodorant to her entire body surface area to covering herself in cornstarch powder, to drenching herself in apple cider vinegar, and many other remedies she learned about, all because fat girl was wearing too many things to disguise her fat extremities which caused excessive sweating (eeeew!).
One day while fat girl was getting ready to start her anti-sweat-routine, she had an epiphany! She decided to give the sleeveless, knee-length dress a try without the usual outerwear and from that day on fat girl wore anything she damn well pleased. She discarded the anti-sweat routine and lived happily ever after!
Shoes, bangles, earrings & bag: MrP
Belt & Sunnies: China Town
Son: God 😊
Fun Fashion Fact:
“The first official Fashion Week started in 1943 in New York. Its main purpose was to distract the attention away from French fashion during World War II and kickstart the way for American designers.”
[DISCLOSURE:- THIS IS NOT AN OUTFIT POST – WELL…NOT REALLY!]
This past Friday, my husband and I had the priviledge of attending my oldest daughter’s Drum Majorette Awards Ceremony. I previously mentioned here that they’d won the President League South-African Championship and this was the formal ceremony to celebrate their victory as well as announce the new leader, sub-leaders and duals for the 2016 squad.
For those unfamiliar with the sport you can learn more about it here and here.
Back to the celebrations…
It was a beautiful evening and fun was had by all. Our girls looked amazing all dolled up in pretty dresses and heels (which was right up my 11yr olds alley) but seeing the pride on the girls’ faces as they received their awards is what really gave me the feels. The long hours, the tears, the sore feet, it all paid off, they truly are our champions!
The height of my evening is when my daughter was chosen as a sub-leader for 2016. I am the proudest parent alive! Anyone who knows us knows that this is a big deal for Amber. This sport has brought about so many positive changes in my Amber. Although she’s still quite shy (around others), her confidence has grown in leaps and bounds. She no longer suffers from anxiety and depression, she shows more self-discipline and she has such a passion for the sport that it often brings tears to my eyes.
So, I would like to extend a heartfelt thanks to her trainers for believing in her when she couldn’t believe in herself (even though I always did), for always pushing her to do more and be more, for seeing her through my eyes. Thank you, you’ve helped to mould this young lady I call my daughter!
Congratulations to the Grace Trinity Drum Majorettes and trainers for an outstanding achievment!