It’s been an interesting two weeks, a lot has happened. As some of you guys know, I’ve had the pleasure of waking up with my mom in the other room which is absolutely incredible and the idea that she’s very close by is one of a lot of excitement. Read the other Swaziland post to find out more about that.
Keeping you up to speed; she’s leaving soon – my mother, so I’m a bit bummed out about that. The rand fell, an increase in political unrest but what’s new? Had a couple of my friends come visit and I was recently in Swaziland for my cousins wedding which was absolutely phenomenal.
The Swaziland wedding started off well, everything was well planned from who will ride with who etc. It was a bit cloudy when the guests arrived and drinks were served as we waited patiently for the bridal party to rock up.
The service started with the cutest flower girls and their partners carrying signs written,’ here comes the bride’, it was beautiful. She looked beautiful. So much love was in the air and everyone seemed so happy, which is usual for weddings right? I don’t know, I think I was a little extra happy because this was the first ever wedding I’ve witnessed in my immediate family. You know what happens next right… the older ladies start looking at you and telling you, you are next, as if you asked them, when is my turn. LOL
It later became very hot. So hot it seemed like there were taps positioned on our heads slowly pouring water on us. Some of the pictures taken were just too incriminating to use and needed to be taken a couple more times over because 1. The makeup would have disappeared or 2. Too much reflection from the heat sweat on our faces but other than that, everything else was cool.
About my dress: some of you guys know my family (parents) is very conservative so me showing any type of skin when I’m with them is just a no-go area , legs, thighs, cleavage (make it stop). So to keep the peace I wear what they want me to wear.
When Siyabonga first saw my dress through these pictures for the first time, his first comment was: oh friend, this dress has ‘I’m wearing this dress because my mom is around, written all over it’ LOL. But it’s cute thou.
#Shakeshead the friends I keep.
On a harder note _ someone told me that my blog sounds like I’m casually talking to my friends, I’m like… But isn’t that what blogging is about, say what you want? Say it how you want and like? Then that’s exactly what I do, always. This is a conversation or a small portion of my thoughts, my dreams, my wishes and my aspirations. I don’t need a dictionary to share that with you, just a pen and my heart.
Congratulations Tawonga and God bless you always. PS – Thank you for sharing your day with us so I can also re-share it with them, through pen and paper.