This is my school. I am right in the middle of the front row.

A New Watch

I decided to treat myself with a brand new watch. My last watch had accompanied me for over 10 years. A watch is never something I covet. Replacing my old one with the new was quite an emotional act, although I acted bravely in the jewelry shop when I put the new shiny watch on my wrist. It looks beautifully delicate on me. Putting on a new watch is a symbolic gesture; moving ahead into a new season, a new phase in my life. The old has gone, the new has come. Coming to the end of the year, I tend to become sentimental about many things that I usually take for granted during the year, like my old watch. December holiday is a time for us to reflect on the things that we may have neglected, or things that we have allowed ourselves to be accustomed to. I have many old watches which I have neglected over the year; friendships, personal well-ness, family, to name just a few. What old watches do you have?

Rainy Sunday

I love a rainy Sunday. It allows me to stay at home staring behind a glass window, watching every rain drop falling gently on the ground outside. It gives me an excuse to stay at home to enjoy a day of quietness and peace, without feeling the guilt of not socialising at a bring and braai. It brings a sense of freshness and renewal to my mind, giving me a clear perspective of the things I ponder upon. It encourages me to listen to my favourite music louder than usual; the tranquil backdrop modulates the loud music in the foreground. It motivates my husband to toil in the hot kitchen for a delicious lasagne without moaning about the heat too much. Life is good on a rainy Sunday.