My Family Blog & Life Story

My Legacy I want my blog and my life story to serve as my legacy and maybe also serve as an example or even as inspiration to others.  I learned alot from my mistakes and my achievements over the years and that shaped me into the person I turned out to be. I was by no means ever an angel. I would be very judgmental and rude to people in their presence and behind their backs. It's something I've never been proud of but been very much aware of all my downfalls and negative traits and things that I have done wrong and people I may have offended during my lifetime. I would like to humbly apologise to anyone and everyone I have ever offended in any way shape or form. God has played a big role in my life and helped made me the person I turned out to be. I trust my story will serve as inspiration to others as it was a heeling process for me throughout the time spent writing it.  My hope is that all people would love one another and for peace to be upon everyone on earth, t

Pain That Never Heals Everybody deals with pain in various different ways whether it being physical or emotional. I got to face the reality of death at a very young age of (8) eight in 1979, after a next door neighbour's son died at age eighteen. This young man was my best friend. We spent alot of time together as he owned a small Yamaha 50cc motorcycle 🏍. As a young boy I was quite excited about that because often he would take me on the back of his motorcycle  which I absolutely loved cos it was such a exhilarating feeling that I experienced with the wind on my face. I could never forget the exciting times we spent together as friends. He was like a big brother to me as he was approximately 10 years older than me. His name was Deon Marais and still attended high school at the time. After he finished high school, he joined the military and started his training nearby so he could be home on weekends. One rainy night, he came home to collect some things from home and as he walked p

Final Regrets  For many years and on many occasions I would regret things I had said and done. After I sold my first car (1978 Ford Cortina 1.6L ), I regretted it cos I absolutely adored that car and it was so reliable. During January 1999, my mom let our little doggie out for a wee and he got run over by a car and was killed. We got another puppy(Snoekie) in that same week and during the next six years I had abused this little doggie in a most horrendous way by hitting him with the vacuum cleaner pipe whenever he was naughty. In February - March 2006 he was diagnosed with distemper which in most cases are fatal. As a result he had a stroke, was blind and had suffered some brain damage. I was forced to make a decision and have him put to sleep on 6 March 2006. I suffered severe depression and tremendous guilt as a result. God spoke very clearly to my hart and told me that He cannot allow me to have another pet of any kind.  The emotional pain I felt was so overwhelming. For years I suf

  I lived my life for approx. 20 years as a 'votarist' You can find the description / definition of a 'votarist' on the link below but will place the info in this blog as well should you not opt to look it up. Link:  https://encyclopedia.thefreedictionary.com/Votarist Definition / Description: In   the   Christian   tradition,   such   public   vows   are   made   by   the   religious –   cenobitic   and   eremitic  –   of   the   Catholic   Church,   Anglican   Communion,   and   Eastern   Orthodox   Churches,   whereby   they   confirm   their   public   profession   of   the   evangelical   counsels   of   poverty,   chastity,   and   obedience   or   Benedictine   equivalent.   The   vows   are   regarded   as   the   individual's   free   response   to   a   call   by   God   to   follow   Jesus   Christ   more   closely   under   the   action   of   the   Holy Spirit   in   a   particular   form   of   religious living .   A   person   who   lives   a   religi

Born with a purpose Since I can remember I was convinced that I had been born with a specific purpose in mind which God had planned for me to follow through and that was to help people in general, namely my parents,  friends and even  strangers to make a difference in peoples lives as I could not stand by and see people suffer. To have made a difference in peoples lives had always been very rewarding for me as it gave me a sense of living for being needed and wanted in terms of reality and what goes on in this crazy world we live in and the amount of people whom don't have it "easy" in life due to financial difficulties, health, disabilities, etc.  For example the pandemic (COVID-19) has made everything worse since January 2020 when this virus started spreading all over the world, it has affected so many peoples lives, many loosing their businesses, jobs, their homes and some even their loved ones to this pandemic.  The main thing is that we should not ask "Why God W

My friends whom I met & known over the past thirty (30) plus (+) years have always meant the world to me as I would always try my best to be loyal to all my friends, as friendship has always been very important to me. We would always meet up for beach braais (bar-b-que), birthday parties, stock cars at Goodwood show grounds (long before it became Grand West) on a Saturday & Friday nights. We did alot of stuff together and felt like a family (almost like a brotherhood). Many nights we would just sit and chat when we didn't have money to go out or go to local clubs like Aligators (Paarden Eiland), Arena (close to the waterfront) , Crowbar(CBD), Quay 4 (on the waterfront) and many other venues. The Blue Peter was just a small little venue back then in the early nineties (1990's) and we often pop in for late night drinks. Then there was also a club called Tramps in Greenpoint very close to Arena which we went on quite a few occasions as well. Those were the good old days fu

I have many memories throughout my life, some happy and some sad. During the 1970's growing up I remember we used to look after a beautiful female foxterrier whom belonged to our next door neighbour, her name was Suzi. This was my first best friend and it felt like she was my own dog as we used to take her in quite often when our neighbours went on holiday.  One sunny day it was late in the afternoon and the neighbours facing our front door had a red brick wall next to their house and I was over by the neighbour playing with their kids outside in the garden. I decided I was gonna climb this wall cos being a young small boy I was always very curious and up for a challenge as to find out what certain things would be like after exploring them. So I climbed the wall and found out in no time that this wall was not sturdy (cement plastered) and gave way as soon as I climbed it. It collapsed in an instant and I had got such a fright but after sustaining some minor bruises on m