This past weekend, I returned from a two week trip to Cape Town. My parents grew up in South Africa, and due to a series of life events - it’s where I was born too. I hadn’t been back in nearly 20 years, for a whole host of reasons. It’s really far, I still have a tonne of mixed feelings (primarily guilt) around apartheid and post-apartheid SA, I’ve always been bad about taking time off work etc. etc.
Ruth, such a touching post. I am quite sure your dad had a hand in each and every event and day you spent in South Africa. I am also quite sure you did everything you could during your dad's illness. Be well and keep writing. Thanks!
Love you Ruth. Thank you for sharing this. I followed your trip with great interest on FB and wondered what was going on in your heart and brain. Now I know. Love, Barry
Ruth, such a touching post. I am quite sure your dad had a hand in each and every event and day you spent in South Africa. I am also quite sure you did everything you could during your dad's illness. Be well and keep writing. Thanks!
I love this, and am so very, very glad for you.
That was beautiful. I’m so glad for you that you were able to have that experience.
I got wet eyes!
I'm pleased I did. The writing comes across as somewhat cathartic for you.
Love you Ruth. Thank you for sharing this. I followed your trip with great interest on FB and wondered what was going on in your heart and brain. Now I know. Love, Barry