Finding a Little Grace

Needy is such a maligned word, especially when its attached to a woman. God forbid that you should be a needy woman..society conjures up images of a woman who has no life of her own and spends her time being nagging and tagging along especially to her partner. I think we are wrong. Women spend a significant amount of time tending to other people's needs, their husbands and partners, their children, their parents and siblings, their girlfriends, bosses, pets but the minute they indicate that they may have any needs that need tending to, they're made to feel like nagging hags who have no life of their own. Ofcourse they have no life of their own, they have no time left over after everyone else's needs are catered to. Am re-inventing the term needy woman. A needy woman is one who may need some rest, may need some time of her own to just sit on the couch and veg out, watch some telly, perhaps read a good book. A needy woman is a woman who needs space to be creative and do h...

My little girl as been unwell for the past 3 weeks. It started with a cold which we sort of hoped would heal on its own without any medical or doctor intervention. That was not to be. We rubbed vicks on her back, chest and even on her feet in a bid to ease the cold and it did ease for a short time, then it came back a week ago. In the meantime, i contracted the cold (or so i thought) it came with chills, aching joints and muscles, chest pain and a really, really sore throat. Two fridays ago, late in the evening, i ended up in the ER with the doctor diagnosing strep throat. Now, anyone who's ever had a strep throat can tell you its no walk in the park. Its like a hyper cold. There was no endless runny nose, simply a throat that is on fire coupled with serious malaise. Talking, eating and basically any other activity that involves the mouth (or any other body part, for that matter) is out of question. For someone with lupus, any simple infection sends your body into a frenzy, so i ...

The older i get, the more this love business gets clear. Not crystal clear, see right through the glass clear but clear enough to notice the muck at the bottom of the glass. We have often thought of love as that which is expressed werbally, through written  word, an sms or email, or snail mail letter. We have even thought that getting others stuff is loving them, that gifts, flowers, chocolate etc. but i have come to realise that words and feelings are not as important as doing. I can categorically say that loving is doing. Its doing and continously doing for those we profess to love. They may be things we love doing like taking them out for dinner, things we dont like such doing driving through the traffic and out of your way to pick them up,  it maybe things we absolutely loathe doing like spending the holiday season with their awful relatives but doing it anyway. It could even be things that we would rather be caught dead doing such as wearing that "...

Wow. Where has all the time gone? Its almost been a year since i last posted. I hope to post more regularly in the coming months, there so much to write about. Chao!

I have always prided ms one of the most drama-free girls out there..i frowned at any sight or sound of anything that was not tranquil, peaceful and calm. I even attended Raj yoga classes since 2006. There's no doubt i was zen. I didnt have boyfriends with whom i had endless fights with, instead i had serious and mature male friends with whom i shared quiet evenings out doing sober, drama-free things, had a normal 8-5 relatively stable job and my life was going swimmingly smooth. All that changed last year when i fell in love a person who was completely out not my usual "type". For starters, he was almost my age being only a year older than i and had some drama of his own to add to the mix. By the end of last year, i discovered i was pregnant and therefore had to quit my job in mid-january due to pregnancy complications. How's that for starting the year? Before the end of january i was cohabiting, pregnant and jobless and the drama was just beginning. Will tell what h...

..am back, am back, am back where i belong....