Open letter to my sister, who has been asking me why I never post anything.
Dear Laurie
You’ve been asking me to write for a while and for some
reason, it never happens. Why? I really don’t know. I suppose it is just life
getting in the way. That is really a poor excuse as you are my sister and I do
actually want you to know what is happening with all of us in South Africa.
Today, I had plans to visit a friend. Those plans were
derailed when we had a call that a granny we know was being discharged from the
hospital. I offered to go as I know the family better. I quickly came to regret
this decision as getting discharged from a hospital in South Africa is not like
getting discharged from a hospital in the states. I should have remembered this
from Darin’s wonderful hospital experience in May. First one of her grandkids
was told to return her file to the admissions area. Later he was sent back to
fetch the file as it still needed to go to the pharmacy. Then a nurse had to
take it to another ward as the granny was transferred to her ward without
discharge instructions from the doctor. All in all, it was a wonderful time of
waiting. I was entertained by another patient saying she was going to call the
police because she wasn’t being fed and was starving. Good times. Left home at
10, got home around 1 after dropping granny off at her home.


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Practicing the "tripod". Notice the wreck of a floor behind her. |
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100% on his art project. Check out the lovely floor behind him! |


Good old Nala still holds down the fort while we are running
around during the day. She decided to leave my shoes alone and somehow got hold
of one of Darin’s last night and destroyed it.
She is a bit more nervous lately, and you can’t blame her as we’ve had a
few people jump the fence recently while we weren’t home. We are all safe and
getting razor wire up is another item on our to-do list.
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We are planning to come to the states to visit with you all in June/July. We hope to renew our visas at that time as well. Right now, this is home. We have friends, neighbors, people who look out for us.(Like Solomon, who has a farming project behind us). We have our favorite places to grab a bite to eat, know the best place to fill up the gas tank with diesel, and even manage to not get lost very often (ok, Darin never gets lost). The kids are happy. We all have moments where we want to pack up and leave, but I think that is normal for everyone at some point, even if you’ve lived in the same place all your life.
I am sorry it took me so long to write. I love you and can’t
wait to see you again. I miss chatting with you on your drive to work. I will
do better at keeping in touch. Hugs and Kisses to all of you!!
Love
The Golden Girl
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