My son passed grade 8! I am so thankful. He struggled with Afrikaans this year which initially surprised me but I eventually realised that he hasn’t grown up surrounded by it. Now he only hears it at school and we had to make a conscious effort to watch Afrikaans programmes on TV to help him along. When I was his age, Afrikaans was the language of the Apartheid govenment so we were constantly surrounded by it on radio and TV. It was inevitable that I would have some understanding of it even if it wasn’t my home language.
Today is also the one month anniversary of my son’s dad’s passing. I still can’t believe he is gone. My brain still battles to process this fact. While we didn’t always agree on what our son should have, we always agreed on the basics like manners and discipline and supported each other on this. I am very grateful for this and for him. It is not easy being a single parent, but knowing that he was there to back me up when I needed him to made it a little easier, especially when dealing with teen drama. Thank you Warren for all your support. Our son will not forget the lessons you taught him. I know this because he treasured them while you were here so he will treasure them even more now that you are no longer with us. Rest easy Warren.
Grounded African 