It's a global community we have. Especially if you come from a country which isn't very old and has most of it's roots based in immigration. I'm first generation South African on my dad's side and 3rd on my mothers. It's pretty much a given that family is scattered around the world. And even although I don't live in SA anymore, I have family there as well and friends. I'm quite often torn between two places - not so much in later years as previous.
So when one of the most influential people in your life, who currently live so many miles away, comes to visit - it's like Christmas and your birthday are on the same day (with double presents). It's beyond amazing, emotional and makes your heart explode with love and fun times. And makes you yearn for maybe the day when she's not a12 hour (minimum) flight away... when she's at most an hour flight away or a hour's drive. So that you don't have to work out time difference, so that you can get 'puppy' love from the dawgs, where you can surround yourself with familiarity and family. Where you can snort like a warthog and cackle like an hyena and it'll be okay because she knows you and is more likely snorting along with you.... I want that day to come soonest.
Soonest. Hurry.
Friday, 22 September 2017
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