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Share Your World 2025/08/04 Growing Up in a Large Family: Chaos and Gratitude

Here are my answers to this week’s SYW from Di

Would you like to relive parts of your childhood?
There are aspects of my childhood that I have a better understanding of now that I am an adult, but going back to relive it and behave differently would not work – I was a child and acted like a child so why go back and be grown-up about it? Lessons have been learned and that’s as it should be.

 Did you believe in Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny and the Tooth Fairy?
Absolutely. I was a wide-eyed dreamer, completely immersed in a world of magic and make-believe. For the first eight years of my life, those delightful myths were part of my reality—until curiosity got the better of me. I asked my grandmother for the truth, and oh, the heartbreak! Her gentle confession shattered the illusion, and I realized I’d been playfully deceived all along.

Was there a childhood habit you never grew out of?
No, I don’t think so. I used to be a notoriously picky eater, and some might say I still am—but that’s not quite true. These days, it’s more about making mindful choices for my health. If I could indulge freely, I absolutely would!


Were you part of a large family or an only child?
I’m the second-born in a pack of four siblings: one older brother to blaze the trail, and two younger ones—my sister and brother—to follow in delightful chaos. But for a while there was more! At one point, we had three families living in what I considered perfect harmony in a seven-bedroom penthouse on top of a block of flats. My grandfather had died and the two married sons, my dad and his older brother, returned from afar to sort out the family business. Our grandmother still had two younger sons at home and Dad and his brother brought wives and three kids each! (In the end only one of the sons ended up running the business!) But the point of this story is that there was riotous chaos, which we kids thought was wonderful, while the parents sorted out the finer details.

Eventually, we graduated to a downstairs flat—still close enough to the cousins upstairs to keep the fun alive. Then, just as my younger brother made his grand entrance into the world, we levelled up again to a house of our own. And by the time he was six and I was thirteen, we were living in a mountainside haven each with a room of our own. The cousins moved on too,but we remained close right into our teens.

Little Sister, Me, Big Brother, with two of the three cousins, Louis (RIP) and Philip (RIP), we shared a home with. The other one, Costa (RIP) was older and wasn’t with us as much but we hero-worshipped him!

Gratitude:

When I was growing up, there were times when I thought I had a tough life compared to my friends. However, in retrospect, I realise I had the most amazing childhood and would not change a thing about it. My parents were kind and loving people who welcomed everybody into their home and always stretched dinner to include an unexpected guest. Perhaps they set me too good an example because I find it hard to say no to extra people in my home or to drop everything to help others. I vowed to have only one child and ended up raising five – only one of which I gave birth to! Regrets? Absolutely none! Life has certainly had its ups and downs but I have survived every hiccup along the way and thrived in the good times. My family have always been supportive and I have enjoyed every stage of my life. For this, I am extremely grateful.

    Family is Everything

    Share Your World 30 June 2025: A Personal Journey Through Six Months

    Here are my answers to this week’s Share Your World questions from Di.

    Half the year is now over.
    Have you had any memorable highlights in the past six months?

    Time certainly doesn’t dawdle, but I feel incredibly fortunate that each month delivered its own spark of joy. Here’s a peek at the highlights that made the first half of the year feel beautifully full:
    January brought a flurry of familiar faces to our doorstep. Hosting dear friends and family at the southern tip of Africa is always a great start to the year.
    February welcomed Andrew, whose stay stretched into May—He is an old friend of Hubby and was great company for him.
    March swept us off to Cape Town for an “Old Salts” reunion at the Cape Boat and Ski-boat Club—reminiscing with long-lost companions over sea breezes and shared tales. We also stole away to the tranquil Warmwaterberg hot springs with Andrew and his brother, who had brought a group of teenagers from his school in America.
    April wrapped us in family bliss with an Easter gathering in Plettenberg Bay—laughter, love, and togetherness. We also waved goodbye to our beloved Gecko caravan, turning a nostalgic page toward new adventures.
    May offered another midweek pause at Warmwaterberg—this time with Andrew and his lovely girlfriend—where quiet dips and easy chatter did wonders.
    June glowed with the sweet visit of our youngest daughter, filling the house with her sparkle. And to add a touch of flair, we dressed all the bedrooms in beautiful new

    Catching up with friends at The Old Salts Reunion

    What are you looking forward to in the coming six months?
    More of the same! We started July with a visit to our kids in Plett and on Wednesday we celebrated Hubby’s 81st birthday,

    Breakfast at Beacon Island with two daughters and a grandson

    How do you keep cool on a hot day?
    Wear light clothing, stay in the shade, splash in the sea.

    Have you ever danced in the rain?
    I’m sure I must have but nothing specific comes to mind. I have certainly jumped in puddles and dashed through downpours to get to my car or front door!

    Gratitude:
    Through all the ups and downs of life I have always been buoyed up by the love and laughter of my family. I am particularly grateful for the shared adventures, quite moments and shared experiences I have had with my amazing husband, who has held my hand through every phase. Life has been good and I don’t regret a single moment of it.

    My Granddaughter’s Easter Wedding

    My granddaughter, Shannon, and her groom, Jordan, met while on holiday when they were teenagers in Grade 11 and Grade 12 respectively. But there was a problem. He lived in Queenstown in the Eastern Cape and she in Plettenberg Bay in the Western Cape, so they could only see each other during school holidays. But distance did nothing to deter these two from forging a strong and loving relationship. They would move mountains to spend time together while never neglecting their studies. Shan worked on a teaching degree through UNISA while Jordan was apprenticed while studying to become a Millwright. He is now qualified and she has just a few months to go before her final exams. They are now 22 and 23 years old respectively. Young, you might think, but not too young. They both know exactly what they want and are truly committed to each other.

    Because the two families are from different towns they decided to get married at The Woods, Humansdorp and all the wedding guests booked accommodation at nearby St Francis Bay.

    For us, it was a six-hour road trip but the garden route drive is always beautiful.  We stopped for breakfast in Swellendam and then for a leg stretch at Bon Jour Petro Stop just before Mossel Bay.

    We shared our awesome accommodation with our two daughters, Lisa and Lollz and our grandson, Josh. Our sister-in-law, Barbara, from Kokstad joined us too.

    Friday morning breakfast on our patio – Fig and Berries.

    The weather for the whole weekend was awesome.  The entire weekend was wonderfully organised with something happening each day.

    On Thursday evening we had sundowners at the bride’s accommodation and then walked to the restaurant where the entire wedding party had a section of the restaurant to themselves.  

    Sundowners – aunts and uncle of the bride – Lisa, Nicoline, Lollz, Sean
    Groom’s Family – Ettiene and Charlene (parents) on the left Grandparents on the right
    Having fun
    Grandparents of the Bride

    On Friday we all gathered at Sunset Beach with our glasses and drinks.  Platters of delicious snacks were provided and we socialised and got to know each other while watching the sun go down.  What a perfect evening it was.  Not a breath of wind and no need for jackets or jerseys.

    Brother and cousin of the bride – Simon and Josh
    The Bride with her Grandfather
    Lollz and Shan
    Shan and Great-Aunt Barbara
    Bridesmaid, Robyn with some friends from St John’s where Shan spent three years before moving to Glenwood
    Mother of the Bride and Bridesmaid’s mother – Best of friends who raised their kids together.
    Brother (groomsman) and Father of the Bride

    Saturday was Wedding Day and the festivities began at 3 pm and lasted well into the night.

    The groom’s uncle is a pastor, and he married the happy couple under the canopy of a Bedouin Tent overlooking a beautiful dam.  It was a tad windy and at first, the bride’s veil blew into her face but she cleverly swapped places with the groom, her bridesmaid arranged her train and then all went smoothly.  What a beautiful ceremony, with the gentlest, wisest words on love being given by the pastor. The bride and groom wrote their own vows which were sincere and beautiful and most eloquently expressed to each other.

    Paster Goosen having a word with his nephew
    Bridesmaids lead the bride in
    Father walking the bride down the aisle
    Here comes my bride!
    A lovely place to be married
    Making Vows
    The mothers waiting to sign the register

    As the happy couple emerged from the tent a bell rang out its joyful noise.   We all showered the couple with natural leaves and the family members gathered for a group photograph.  A drone was involved in this and we all had to look up and say cheese!

    While the wedding party was having photographs taken the rest of the guests were treated to snacks and drinks in another Bedouin tent.   This was followed by a dinner in a beautifully decorated venue next door.

    Grandparents in their finery

    Jeff the MC ensured everything ran smoothly from getting the guests to the right venues in time to introducing each speaker most eloquently.     The Father of the Bride brought tears to our eyes with his excellent speech, the best man and bridesmaid read out messages from absent friends and then both the bride and groom gave heartwarming speeches.  I was so proud of them both but especially my granddaughter. Who knew that she was so good at public speaking!  The groom, too, said that he had not spoken in public since doing English orals at school, yet they both spoke so confidently.

    The Dinner Venue
    Lauren (mother of the bride) and Bridget (friend)
    Master of Ceremonies
    Bridal Table
    Charlene, Jordan, Shannon, Allan
    Jordan giving his speech
    Shannon giving her speech
    Cutting the Cake

    And then the dancing began.  We just loved watching the littlest members of the guests enjoying the music and dancing together.  

    The Bride and Groom
    Robyn dancing with her dad
    You couldn’t get this tot off the dance floor!
    The Earl teaching Charlene’s niece to dance
    Young cousins of the groom enjoying the dancing
    Jenna getting the party going

    The weekend ended with breakfast at the Lighthouse at a restaurant called Nevermind! We packed up at Fig and Berries, drove to the venue, enjoyed a delicious brekkie on the veranda, and then said our farewells to the other guests.

    The Lighthouse
    Breakfast at Nevermind

    After breakfast, we made our way to Plettenberg Bay where we spent the night with Lauren and Allan, A few of Shannon’s school friends were also accommodated on mattresses in the family room upstairs.   There were in fact 12 of us altogether.  The girls left very early the following morning but the rest of us left later that morning.

    And the Happy Couple?  They flew to an island in Mozambique for a week-long romantic honeymoon!