So I was in Pick a Pay yesterday, and my phone rang. (Normally when my phone rings and it is Sanchia (Sanna, Sunshine) calling, she is somewhere in the Cape Town vicinity (which doesn't happen very often), all the way from Hermanus/Gansbaai. To pop in for a quick coffee.
So needless to say, I was doing the KTV toy run and get my stuff, to get out and get home, to catch up for an hour or two before she has to drive home and I wait another, almost 2 years to see her, because you know, LIFE.
She is just one of those few people, that you only see in 3 years time and it doesn't feel like any time has passed. The last time I saw her, was when my son ( now 5 ) just started walking and saying words.
Now my almost 1 year old baby girl, (that she hasn't met yet), is almost walking and she missed most of it, because of covid and lockdown etc.
The reason for the importance of the friendship/sisterhood is that she was my maid of honour at my wedding, she was one of my best friends in a time where I needed a friend the most and also saved my life from an abusive ex-boyfriend. Literally. Jumped on his back and pulled his hair, to give me time to get away. But this was all a long time ago.
So she popped in, made us a fresh little "spliffie, joint, roley" (because it's not illegal anymore and we don't drink alcohol) and a nice cup of coffee.
We had so many laughs and "do you remember that time(s)?" from out-door trance parties' memories all the way through to the here and now.
We practically ate everything in our kitchen, fridge and snack cupboard.
After a couple of laughs we convinced her to sleep over. What's pajamas between sisters?
I just have to add. I haven't smoked a spliff/joint in the last 5+ years. I make myself a MUCH weaker tea, to drink, but haven't had a puff in quite a while.
So the bang/high was much bigger than it is with the edibles, haha.
Now remember, my duties as a Mother doesn't just dissapear, and I would like to think I am a reasonably "hands on", responsible Mother.
So to complete my everyday (evening) tasks, completely stoned, was a challenge in itself.
Atleast I have a great husband who is an ever better braaier, so dinner was sorted. And we have no issues with eating out of the "braaibak" while listening to Oasis.
The baby is running around in her walking ring, hands covered in pink and blue marshmallow leftovers, with something weird stuck in her hair.
Her brother is jumping around and wrestling our Jack Russell, falling at every turn and corner, "what is that in your mouth, stop taking that from your sister, stop saying poop all the time".
I just have to add, I feel so very very blessed in this stage of my life. How everything is just perfectly falling into place at the perfect time. God's timing is the best!!!
We are moving to a new house, we can't wait, our kids are happy, my Mom's health has improved so much, my husband is in the position to work from home, we are moving to a very quiet place, with not a lot of people or traffic. Where you can still ride your bycicle in the street and play in the garden.
In that sense, we are so very fortunate and blessed.
Thank you Jesus!!!
But I wouldn't change what I have now, for anything.
The chaos, the craziness, the frustration, but the endless love and hugs and kisses makes up for everything.
The once in 2 years , having a blunt/spliff with your sister is so much fun and a great laugh. and its not just anyone, she is pretty special.
But this crazy thing called motherhood, and being married as well ( if you are in that lucky position) trumps it all for me.
For me,(not for everyone) some people prefer the career, the fancy car and the big house.
I'm ok with the bit of a torn, old jersey, with some dried yogurt and sticking finger marks on it, but the love in our house is palatable, and electrifies the air.
Indirect, my new "high" every day.....
How privileged am I?
Keep the special people close, keep the memories in your heart, and try to be better, every day.
