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2013, lets go!


Everytime I get on an aeroplane, I get this unbelievable sadness that just totally surrounds me, and I think back to the start of 2012 and the four of us getting on a plane off to Sydney.  I vividly recall all the crying and hanging on to a couple of last sad chats via bbm.  Gerhard and I sat at opposite sides of the isle each with a kid in tow and I just felt despondent.  So I am never truly surprised that we never made it in Sydney, actually more shocked that we actually did it.

Looking back at 2012, it has actually been a truly amazing year for us and in many instances we learnt a lot and I like to think that we grew, all of us, not just Liam and Luka in length and mommy in girth.  We have come a long way, left home and back, found jobs, a home, cars, furniture, schools etc, some of these things twice over the space of literally weeks. 

We made some radical changes, we have different jobs, a different style of décor going, I have way less shoes than before, although I still have about 50 pairs in my cupboard, you can only minimise to a certain extent ok.  Some things are the same as before, like Sekai looking after us, taxes, the usual stuff.  We made some new friends, we got in touch with some old friends.  All in all, change was probably the only constant for us in 2012. 

So given the 2012 that we had, we just returned from a magical three week vacation.  I can honestly say that we are well rested, and most of all well fed.  We spent two weeks at the magical Prince’s Grant, Gerhard played golf, we swam, went to the spa, played on the beach and generally just ate and drank way too much.  Then we spent a last week at Zebula, balancing a seaside holiday with a bush getaway.  The kids were good, and cute, and Luka really started talking, a lot.  So one of these days Gerhard and I will start sending each other sms’s as we barely get in a word with Liam and all his talking.  We are all nice and tanned, nice and round but still in a happy space. 
I feel like I have had enough to drink to last me a very long time, it is not the eating of December that gets to me, it is the constant enjoyment of an alcoholic beverage of some sort, and that dread that comes at three pm when it is time for yet another cider, or a glass of wine, or whatever.  I am so tired of drinks that I would much prefer some battery acid right about now, and who knows, it might aid in weight loss... will keep you posted. 
It is back to reality now, to get rid of the unwanted kilograms, the tans will fade, the suntan lotion will expire, but hey, we are off to Mauritius in 6 months, so I am counting the days as we speak. 
So here is to 2013, who knows what this year will have in store for us! Raise your glass. 

 

 

 

 

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