Gratitude is one of the things I can boastfully say I am not guilty of withholding. I unashamedly express it towards the people in my life. I think it's so important to let people know that you appreciate them while they are still there to hear it.
I am blessed to have the most amazing friends in the world. Our group is very intimate and honestly is a circle of trust. We all have our other extended friends whom we appreciate and love dearly, but what we have have with each other is so heavenly anointed and truthful.
Life is constantly showing us how difficult it can be to find birds of your feather. I have been blessed with this coterie of devoted friends. We all have different passions and personalities but there is something beyond the norm that keeps us so attached to one another. I remember back in August while driving to Durban, before my car broke down on us, Zoleka and I were chatting about growing up and being the adults we are now. We both said the one thing that will completely break us besides death of a family member, would be suffering a loss of our friendship with everyone in the clique. We have such ease and comfort with one another and I would hate to one day just have that taken away from me. We used to think that our friendship was very co-dependent, abnormal and perhaps a break from each other was good for us. We tried it and it did not work.
I am always amazed at the way God orchestrates things. Nearly four years ago (Jan/Feb 2010) Xoli and I were looking for a place to stay. We were trying to find a 2 bedroom apartment to share but couldn't find any. Eventually we decided to to look for 1 bedroom apartments since we were running out of time. She found one and called me, I told her I had also found one and it turned out it was the same complex and she lived just upstairs from me. A few months later Zama also found a place up the road. It has been such an amazing four years having the two of them so close to me, in more ways than one.
Last Friday, 29th November '13, I moved out of my apartment las because of the constant break-ins and they both turned it into such an emotional thing. I tried to laugh it off and joked that I was not dead I'd just moved up the road, but it really did feel like the beginning of a separation. I've got Zikhona in my new complex which is just another one of God's mysterious acts :). Zikhona and I along with Spho and Zama stayed together at Milpark for about 2 years or so, way back in Varsity days. Apartment 225 will always be our happy place. Zikhona used to say how emotional she got every time she drove past our apartment in Milpark. We have A LOT of memories there. I think that is where the "circle of trust" was conceived and rooted. Living in Milpark with my friends from 2007 to 2010 was the best years of my life. Nomthi and I had lived together shortly at Melville Mews before that, with Qhaks and Xoli just a few doors down in the same complex. They all later moved to The Yard, closer to the University of Johannesburg, where even more memories were created! Gcobisa , Zoleka and Andile were also living together in Morningside and visiting them was always so much fun. When Thabiso moved to Braamfontein and got a car, we were officially ballin'! Arty Fartsy Zola has always been in Pretoria and visiting her is always an event.
I could go on and on about the circle of trust (Which was originally labelled by Leroy, who is in every way possible part of the crew). These last few years we have all spent in Johanneburg have been one for the books. These are the people I will tell my children about and only hope and pray that they will all still be around for a very long time to come.
Later guys :) Love form this heart to all of yours!
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