The Blended Family

On the 24th of March I married my best friend. I knew I wanted someone I can laugh with. Someone sentimental, sensitive and kind. We have been engaged since forever and a day (December 2015). This was more out of necessity. One: Getting married is crap expensive and I wanted the white gown/aisle walking/flower explosive affair. Two: My health hit a speed wobble and I didn't want to be low at my wedding! So at last we set a date. It was a small affair. 30 people. So I decided to organize everything instead of getting someone. 30 people ain't that stressful...right? Well the week leading up to the wedding I felt like I put enough kilos on my car to take me to Cairo. Nitty, gritty little details that needed working out. First things first we went venue hunting. My husband (I have been running around calling him "my man" in Afrikaans every time I spy him). Anyway, he had an event with his running club and the food was AMAZING. The spicy sauce they made for...

We are a blended family. What does blended mean? Well, divorce, separations, or death can cause a speed wobble on our way in life. And many times from this suffering and dark moments, something new can be born. Hard lessons are learnt and we are off to learn new lessons with new people. In our case step parents, children and adopted pets! Currently, our "little" family consists of a little girl, her step father Uncle Michal, myself, 2 little dogs and 2 littler hamsters. Her biological father lives in a town about 2 hours from us. He has remarried and is a step dad to a girl and boy. I would say our setup is good but that is a whole other topic for another day. Michal has a son from a previous marriage, but that situation is somewhat more prickly. I have managed to glimpse the boy at school sporting events. Let's start with the girl who'll tell you she's almost 7 years old. Of course a mother will brag. She is bright and has such a vivid imagination with...