My mother (grandmother) died when I was 7 years old. A stroke attacked her and I was the only person with her at the time. She almost died in my hands, she had stepped outside and when she got back to the house she fell and at the time I thought she slipped. A series of those unfortunate events at that tender age stuck with me. She appeared in my dreams 2005 when I was dying alone in my flat in King Williams Town and told me it was not the time I still had a lot to live for. Last night after so many years she made an appearance again and this time she had risen from the dead. I say 2015 will be 20 FIT IN for me, on a personal, professional and academic level I will be in higher places where I belong. My family will be proud of me and I will take them to the place where they will fit in, a place where they belong. Thank you Dlangamandla for a visit! May God be with you always.
Posted on: Mon, 22 Dec 2014 07:39:35 +0000
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