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Things I miss about my old life:


The house we built from scratch.
My special cat - Mufasa.

Spring that is warm.
Summer that is warm, not hot.
The African bush.
Thunder showers.

My garden I built from scratch.

My dad.
My brother.
My sweetie's family.
The children having cousins to play with.

A country that has real soul.

Christmas with the family.
Birthdays with the family.

Popping around to Arshad and Vallie's on a Sunday afternoon for no reason.


We moved here so that our family would have a better life.

We do.

I love my life.
But I miss my old life.

I wouldn't change what we have done.
But the ache in my heart is so sore.

So sore.


  1. I hear you
    I feel it

    I understand my love.
    I understand.

    Together we will weather this...

  2. Oh Ola, I can very much sympathise with you - all my family is on the other side of the world.
    It is hard to make a new life in a new country, and it is very hard to not have any extended family support when you have a young family.
    The ache will always be there. Sometimes just a subtle feeling, other times like this - overpowering.
    It will get better.
    Be gentle to yourself.

  3. beautiful post - i feel your sadness.

  4. My husband is from South Africa, and I lived there too for a while. While I do have family over here, it has taken a number of years (7!) for us to truly feel as though we are home. We miss a lot about South Africa...mainly family and friends...but know the life we are providing for our children is worth the pain. (I miss buttermilk rusks!!!). I really feel for you and hope that you are able to find a home for your heart here.


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