The Rollercoaster That Was February

Forest Gump’s mother said, “Life was like a box of chocolates”. February was like that, but the metaphor looked more like the box my sweet sister-in-law presented us with two weeks ago. The box was beautifully crafted and finished off with a red bow, but, alas, had melted into one snotty blob. It symbolized how life's surprises can turn out unexpectedly messy, reminding us to cherish the pleasant moments. I thought it funny; she was embarrassed. That’s life. The opened box is still sitting in the pantry cupboard. I’m not sure how to proceed with this, but reflecting on it now, I feel a mix of gratitude and acceptance of life's unpredictability.

It was the month of love, and we almost overdosed on it all. We met the love of my son’s life, a moment that filled us with pride and joy. Having him around is always fun, unexpected, and worth the wait. The times we spent together were extraordinary. Never dull, he fuels one’s emotions, challenging everything you believe in. This one can’t be taken for granted, nor will he be tied down. Too complex, emotive, opinionated and charismatic; he will have his say and, more often than not, his way.

I see a strong-willed Knight and the boy who stubbornly filled his pockets with stones until they weighed him down; I hear his joyful laughter and see the lines around his eyes. With fingers crossed, I hope that will never change. These moments remind me to cherish my children's growth and resilience, inspiring gratitude in my readers. Have you ever paused to truly appreciate the small, resilient moments in your own children's lives?

An opportunity arose to snap a quick photograph of two women in his life: the one his childhood best friend, the other his best friend in adulthood. Lucky. And yes! He's a smart cookie who has fought for it tooth and nail. I respect him for that. Years ago, he painstakingly dripped hot wax onto his hand, moulding a replica of it to symbolise his determination and patience. I have it still. He may be changed, sophisticated and a man, but each joint in his hands has remained the same. That is his birthmark; I know it so well. This Boeta (his nickname–little brother) who sheds his name like skin, each time reinventing his persona as he confidently grows truer to himself.

Emily is the gift. Like a petit four, she’s sweet, small, and sensational. She oozes confidence. She’s considerate and easy-going. She’s spirited, adventurous, and hungers for knowledge. Her wanderlust and open mind allow her to experience places that would intimidate the most hardened traveller. She’s made a lasting impression; she’s a smart cookie too.

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