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Two sides to emigrating (and time still flies)

Clivias in my garden.

No, it cannot be so long since I’ve posted anything!

It is seriously irking me that I cannot sit down and do a post more regularly anymore! But, at least I had a brilliant excuse for not posting anything last week – my son is visiting from Ireland, and we (my 2 sons, their girlfriend and wife, my mom and myself) spent a few days together catching up before they had to leave to also spend time with friends and family in the north of the country. It was lovely! So, I’m not sorry about not posting last week. But I could’ve posted something somewhere within the last 2 weeks, I suppose…

The weather has turned. The birds are going absolutely ballistic, the flowers I do have in the garden has popped up, and less warm clothing is needed. Soon I’ll be melting in the heat…

My mind often goes to families broken up because of children moving away to live in other countries. I can’t help myself, since I am obviously part of such a family. I am trying my best to cope with it, and when I am very busy and I push it out of my mind I’m okay. When I’m less busy, and things get quiet around me when I’m on my own, it catches up with me. There is also the other side of this, besides the one of the people left behind.

This week a life shattering event took place. Maybe you saw it somewhere on social media – a mother took the lives of her three young daughters in New Zealand. The have very recently moved there from South Africa. She was a practicing GP here.

Now, something like this completely blows my mind – I could never, and probably won’t ever, understand how a mother can take the lives of her children. I will fiercely protect my children from any harm, I will fight to death to keep them safe, even now that they are grown ups. But that aside, she cracked for some reason, and killed her babies, right after they moved from one country to another.

Before you jump on my case – of course that doesn’t happen all the time. Of course I’m not trying to say that moving countries will cause you to start killing. What I’m trying to say, is that it is a huge step to take. I think people underestimate the stress such a move can cause. People don’t talk enough about their real feelings when they do something like this. Maybe the one partner is less into the move than the other one, but he/she keeps quiet so as not to upset the other. Maybe things happen too quickly sometimes, and the émigrés don’t have enough time to work through their feelings of loss. Because they do experience loss – big time. On both sides of this coin – the stayers and the goers.

This new trend of people upping and moving all over the world is exciting. I know, I wanted to do that too, years ago. Aside from the fact that my ex was not in the least interested in such a move, I also had my mother to consider – she would have been left here on her own, which would have caused her a lot of pain and anguish. I do think going through with this kind of move has an element of selfishness attached to it, you have to completely discount and ignore the feelings of the ones that stay behind. I know what you are going to say – everybody has the right to do with their lives what they want to. Yes, of course. It doesn’t alter the fact that when you do it, you have to tamp down the fact that it causes pain.

This was not an attack on anyone who decided to take the step to emigrate. On a certain level I envy you. This is my personal thoughts and feelings put down on ‘paper’, which was in part brought on by this very tragic event that could maybe have been prevented. If the couple talked more openly to each other. If she had more support. If they never moved…

Time that flies and chicken biryani.

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Nearly all the spices that went into the biryani! Photo by Shantanu Pal on Pexels.com

Wow, I cannot keep up!

It is 5 days since my last post – time absolutely flies! I don’t know why I feel that way, since I’m really not busy at all – quite the opposite, in fact, and then normally time drags by.

Remember I said last time, or the time before, that I was going to try a few different Indian/curry recipes this winter? So yesterday I decided that I’m going to make myself a chicken biryani. I had some of the ingredients, like the chicken and the rice, the rest I went out and bought, because it is spices that I’ll use again.

Now it has been quite some time since I’ve had a good biryani, and I remember loving it, so I was hoping it will live up to expectations.

Once again, I’m not going to give the recipe since there are hundreds all over the internet. I chose my recipe on Pinterest.

I started off with marinating the chicken pieces for about two hours.

I then put some oil and butter in a pot, and fried off the spices and onion.

It looks like there are hardly any spices there, but remember most of the spices are already in the marinade.

I then added the marinated chicken, fried it a bit, and then closed the pot so the chicken can cook. When that was ready, the rice was added, with warm salted water. I closed the lid and left it to slowly cook. Remember it should not be stirred at all.

Of course, I forgot to take a picture when I added the rice! I’m sure that won’t be a bother, since I am not actually doing a step-by-step recipe for you anyway.

The result was very flavoursome – a good, spicy depth of flavour, but I have to say, a bit too dry to my taste. I’m not sure how I’ll change that, since you are supposed to cook all the fluids away so the rice is dry and you can separate the kernels.

Any ideas? I would love to make it again if I could just get it to be less dry…

Now it is time for Daisy’s daily walk, so until next time, keep the sunny side up!

About this and that.

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Canola and sun.

Heat. Heat. HEAT!!!

I’m melting. I’m exploding. I’m boiling. I can’t breathe. I went to bed with a gigantic headache last night. I can’t sleep.

You understand what I’m saying? I can NOT stand the heat.

I know I’ve said it before, and I’m sorry to keep harping on about it, but it is bad at the moment, and it is nearly the only thing on my mind.

I am grateful that we are on the way to winter, even if the warmest month of the year is still ahead (Feb.)

On a different track, we are already in the fourth week of January! It was New Year’s only a few days ago, wasn’t it? I’m alarmed at the speed that time is passing… I’m still thinking ‘when things get going, I’ll…’, so I better get my backside in gear, and realize that the year is actually already in full swing.

I had a tiny change done to the guesthouse, as a prelude to the bigger changes I want to do there (remember my previous post on that?)  I took out an unused backdoor, and put in a window for some more light. (It is going to be a bedroom when I’m done.) I love the change! Now I have to get on with the rest…

Tomorrow, in the dark hours of the morning, my SO* is heading back up north to attend to business, while I will stay here, trying to keep things ticking over. Never something I’m excited about,  but that’s the way things are, so we have to get on with it!

It is going to start cooling down now, and then I can breathe freely again – yay!

*SO – Significant other.

Time, and life.

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All good things come to an end…

 

The quality, not the longevity of one’s life is what is important.’ ~                                                                                                                           Martin Luther King Jr.

And just like that, 5 days have gone by since my last post!

Incredible how time flies…

I see it in many things. The rate at which my darling little granddaughter grows and develops – unbelievable. Counting back the days from when this ridiculous lockdown started – freakin’ scary! The days since my last post – what? 5 days? And that is how easily it happens – if you blink, it is 2 years since your last post, so I have to consciously sit down and write, because if I don’t…

You know how us humans are always wishing for something in the future? How we wish our lives away? It is probably normal, because we only do that in the hope of something better in future than what we have right now. I seriously try my best not to do that anymore, because life is charging ahead at a dizzying tempo. I’m trying to live for the moment, because my moments on earth is getting less and less, the more time passes.

I don’t say that to sound negative or morbid, it is a simple fact. I am fortunate to be healthy and still working, and I can only pray that I continue to be so robust in health. Even if I do, I am not a young woman any more, even if I don’t feel a day older than 35! – and that means time on earth is running out.

So living deliberately is important to me. Living day to day, and doing what I love and enjoy, is important. Spending time with people you love is very important. (A very difficult situation for me, because my loved ones are all too far away to see regularly, except for my SO*.) Avoiding those that cause stress and unhappiness in your life is also very important.

In order to enjoy life in a world that is hell bent on destroying one’s peace of mind, choose wisely – what you watch on TV, what you read, what you listen to, how you interact with others. All of that influence your life and happiness way more than you think.

So, until we chat again, blog friends, live well, stay safe! 🙂

*SO – significant other.