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Month: December 2018

Kwaheri 2018

2018 has both absolutely flown by and been the longest year ever. On one hand it feels like just the other day when I was starting my new reality without my mum in January. On the other hand, Black Panther came out this year. Damn! 2018 has unequivocally been the hardest year of my life. … Continue reading Kwaheri 2018

Posted on December 31, 2018December 31, 2018 by Lwile the LeoPosted in Et Cetera1 Comment

2018 Reading Challenge

2018 Reading Challenge

Posted on December 31, 2018January 12, 2019 by Lwile the LeoPosted in Book Your Brains OutLeave a comment

Four Years Later

That was legit my reaction as it dawned on me I had not been on a first date since August 2014. Also, I love me a Dean Winchester GIF. I do not know what will become of me when Supernatural goes off air. That show is my happy place! But, I digress. While I was … Continue reading Four Years Later

Posted on December 26, 2018December 26, 2018 by Lwile the LeoPosted in Sex And The City1 Comment

Merry? Christmas

Christmas is my absolute favourite day of the year. One reason I look forward to having a home of my own one day is because Christmas will be an event. An ex of mine knew how much Christmas means to me so he called me at midnight to officially ask me to be his girlfriend. … Continue reading Merry? Christmas

Posted on December 25, 2018December 25, 2018 by Lwile the LeoPosted in The Grief Diaries1 Comment

Sweet Dreams Are Not Made Of This

I have been unable to reach my mum for a few days so I decide to pass by the house and see what the issue is. When I get there I find my mum in bed. Her eyes are bloodshot and the fluid in her catheter is red from the blood flowing out of her. … Continue reading Sweet Dreams Are Not Made Of This

Posted on December 23, 2018December 23, 2018 by Lwile the LeoPosted in The Grief Diaries5 Comments

Tributes To Our Mother

On this day last year we held my mum’s funeral service. It was a beautiful send-off that I know she would be proud of. That being said, I had no idea how hard it is to plan a funeral. Fucking hell it is difficult AF!! An ex of mine told me planning a wedding is … Continue reading Tributes To Our Mother

Posted on December 20, 2018December 19, 2018 by Lwile the LeoPosted in The Grief Diaries1 Comment

Write. Read. Have Fun. Live Life

Write. Read. Have Fun. Live Life

In an alternate universe I would definitely get Post Malone's Always Tired tattoo. Right under the eyes as well. Tired is my constant mood. If I had to pinpoint the source of my fatigue I would say it is my job. It is, as Beyoncé put it, the 9 to 5 just to stay alive. … Continue reading Write. Read. Have Fun. Live Life

Posted on December 19, 2018December 19, 2018 by Lwile the LeoPosted in Et Cetera1 Comment

Surface Area 221.7

Surface Area 221.7

On this day last year we ran my mum’s obituary in the newspaper. I did not see it in print that day as I did not have the heart. We get the newspapers every day in the office so I asked a colleague to keep a copy for me that I would get from her … Continue reading Surface Area 221.7

Posted on December 18, 2018December 17, 2018 by Lwile the LeoPosted in The Grief Diaries1 Comment

December 13 2018

Dear mum, You have been gone one year today. Gone. What a stupid way to put it. Like you have gone to the market and will be back around 2 p.m. But I find it hard to say you have been dead one year today. That feels so impersonal. I still wonder what happened. After … Continue reading December 13 2018

Posted on December 13, 2018December 13, 2018 by Lwile the LeoPosted in The Grief DiariesTagged The Mother of All Losses. 1 Comment

Tenses

I used to think I knew what it was to miss someone until my mum died. I used to think speaking about my late mum was hard until I started writing The Grief Diaries. If there is something I hate saying is “my late mum.” Late for what? Yes I know that when you want … Continue reading Tenses

Posted on December 12, 2018December 12, 2018 by Lwile the LeoPosted in The Grief DiariesTagged Taylor Swift Lyric. Leave a comment

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