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I was lucky enough to be chosen as Christo and Lisa’s wedding photographer, they were my first in the wedding side to photography and it was great fit for us both. I have known this couple for years now. I was relaxed when taking the pictures and Lisa was relaxed to know that a friend […]
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I love animals in general but I love my pets to death, I decided to play around with a few shots I took over the weekend when it was one of the first sunny days in Cape Town in weeks. \
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The most beautiful friendship, is the friendship shared between a mother and her daughters
The amount of understanding I get from you is amazing. When I speak to you about my past I see the care you feel for me in your lovely brown eyes. I can see your compassion and all I want to do is kiss you passionately and make the moment last.
I am not sure what these feelings are I am experiencing however I think I can be happy with time spent with you. When I am graced with your presence time has the power to stop and nothing out there seems to matter. I can see myself lying in your arms, caressing your face and hanging onto each word that is released from your lips.
Although I feel all of this I still stand here at a crossroad, confused and not sure which way to choose my path ahead.
All I really know is, I think I can fall in love with you.
I might not be your red rose that you have been looking for all this years.
I might not always share the same values that you do.
I may not always be the person that you like me to be.
I am the wild child on the outside with a heart of gold, buried deep inside and I only show it to those ones worthy.
I am the girl who will love her partner till the day that I die.
I am the girl who will do anything for the man that she loves.
I am the girl who enjoys to run around in the summer rain, barefoot and fall down in the mud just because I can.
I am the girl that will kiss you when you bring me flower from the garden as it means more to me than a diamond necklace.
I am the type of girl who will go to a lamé art show with you because being with you is the best gift in the world.
I might not always agree with you about everything.
I might not always want to dress up and want to just stay inbed with you all day, watching TV.
I might not love a certain thing you do but I promise to be honest with you at all times.
I am the girl that loves to walk in the vineyard at night and admire the stars shining so bright.
I am the girl who is serious when needed but will always have the heart of a kid.
I am a girl who believes that one should never forget the meaning of the word FUN.
I am the girl who enjoys the little pleasures in life.
I am the girl who believes that sharing a kiss or a hug with her lover is the most precious gift in the world.
I am the girl that is a hopeless romantic and will gives my heart to one man and treasure his in return.
If you look closely, perhaps you will not look back at the girl who you always wanted in life but perhaps through our differences you will see I just might be the girl meant for you.
It was just a few hours after Kate came back from the hospital when John decided to make some Mac and cheese. He knew that it was her favorite food and it always cheered her up. She was sleeping when she heard the movement down in the kitchen. She dragged herself out of bed to go investigate. To her surprise John was busy cooking, they have been married for six years and he never cooked before.
Mac and Cheese
“John, do you know what you are doing?” she asks in a soft voice, while rubbing her left eye. He turns around from the stove and smiles.
“I may not be a great cook but your mother is a great help over the phone,” he says with a grin on his face. He walks around the kitchen counter and embraces his wife and holds her tightly against his chest.
“I’m really not hungry at the moment, John,” she mutters out.
“The food is almost done and when ever you feel like it, you can eat. At least you know there is something for you,” he says and kisses her on her forehead. Both of them walk over to the sofa and take a seat. Kate leans on her husband’s shoulder and they turn on the television and not long after, she dozes off. John smells the aroma of melted cheese and remembers that he still needs to get that out of the oven. He gently lays his wife down on the sofa and rests her head on one of the scatter cushions. John walks to the kitchen and was surprised to see that his first attempt of Mac and cheese came out much better than he thought it would. Diane sure is a good teacher he thought to himself. He took out the dish and put it on the kitchen counter to cool down and set the table for two.
He went back to the lounge and sat on a different sofa, not to disturb his wife, and channel hopped on the television. He thought about what he was in for and that he was perhaps not ready for it.
“How do you prepare yourself to see the person you love, deteriorate day by day?” he thought. Although he wasn’t ready for it, he needed to be there for her. He knew that, especially when he thought back on all the times he had the flu and she looked after him, or the time he broke his leg and she had to care for him. She was always there for him in everyway he could think of.
In the mean time he dozed off too and awoke of the sound of someone being sick. He looked at the sofa where Kate was sleeping and it was empty. He got up as fast as he could and rushed to the downstairs bathroom where he then found her hugging the toilet with her head buried in the bowl.
He wasn’t sure what to do, so he took a face washcloth and ran it underneath the cold water. He dried out the water and put the damp cloth around her neck and he started to rub her back. That is what he always saw in the movies and hoped that he was doing it right.
“Water,” he hears his wife mutter and rushes to the kitchen to get a glass of cold water out the fridge. As he closes the fridge he sees a plate of Mac and Cheese on the counter with only a few bites missing. John rushes back to her side and helps her to rinse out her mouth. She threw up for another forty minutes and then he carried her to their bedroom. He undressed her out of her sweaty clothes and dressed her in new clean ones. He went downstairs to get a bucket for her bedside and took a damp cloth from their on suite.
From that day onwards, Kate was never able to stomach Mac and cheese ever again.
Forbidden love is the one form of love everyone wants to have experienced at least once in their lifetimes. Forbidden love has some features that normal everyday love never reaches. It’s that weird sense of excitement that never goes away no matter how much you are satisfied. It’s the rush you feel that you have while you are together, the rush of knowing its wrong and the rush that you can be caught at any moment.
Forbidden love is not something that is new to our world, in fact I think that back in the seventeen and eighteenth centaury it was discovered and in full bloom. Back then times were different and if you had noble blood you would marry a nobleman no matter what you said or what you wanted. In that time status and money meant the world and even meant more than true love or happiness. They believed that money could buy anything including emotions.
It was then when stableman fell in love with the Duke’s eldest daughter who has been promised to the son of a Lord or a Count. When the lady would tell him she was to be wed, the stableman would declare his undying love for her and wanting her to choose him over her Lord. Of course she could not but agrees to have an affair with him, they promise each other that no one would breathe a word. So it was done and a hot and passionate affair starts between them. The Lady then starts to sneak off to the stables or the woods to be with her true love.
The passion shared between the two of them is unbelievably good. It’s like tasting something new everyday and experiencing it a little longer than the afternoon before. You know what you are doing is wrong but in some sense how can loving someone be wrong? How can wanting to be with someone for every moment of your being, be so damn wrong? Who decides what is wrong and right when it comes to love?
Would it truly be the end of the world of a lady of leisure end up married with a commoner? Would it be so bad to spend your life with someone you love but instead of a ten bedroom mansion you live in a one bedroom excuse for a house but at least you know the man sharing your bed is the man you love, the man you desire and the man you crave?
Or does those feelings all crumble away when it all becomes real? Now it’s not just an afternoon game being played by you and the help. When it becomes real it’s not just a hot passionate love affair which you can turn on and off when it pleases you? Now it’s the real life with you having to work hard along side your loving and gorgeous husband. If you imagine it all and you can still bare to be with him then its perhaps true love and then my advice is jump for it.
Mostly a forbidden love is just a phase that someone goes through. It shapes both parties for the future and it rarely works out in the end. The simple reason for that is because it’s not right to start off with so how can it later become right, something that your family will accept? There is a reason that it’s forbidden in the first place. A reason that does now might not make sense but in a few years from now when you look back to this love affair, then it might be clearer.
Have fun in while it lasts but remember that something forbidden is never meant to last a lifetime.
Remembering is not such a bad thing to do. At first all I wanted, was to forget, to forget you and all the good times we have shared. I wanted to click on delete and empty the recycle bin so that I don’t have to be reminded of you. I didn’t want to feel the pain anymore and thinking about you was painful. Knowing that you will never call again, never email again, never send me flowers again and never kiss me goodnight again, that scared me! I thought I realized that I couldn’t move on without erasing your form my entire life. Hit the delete button and try to act as if you never existed. I picked myself up and tried to move on and tried to start over.
Little did I know that the love I felt for you was true love. That it is not something that you can just switch on or off. It’s not the material things in life that reminds us of our loved ones. It’s not their clothes, books or even pictures. No, it’s the memories the two of you have shared together and no matter how hard you try to block it out, it always has some ways of crawling back into your mind.
When I walked down the street after it rained, I remember the times you would take me out dancing in the pouring rain and our laughter echoing down the street.
When I sense the smell of freshly cut grass, I remember the time you cut the grass only half way when it started to rain and you came back to bed and we just cuddled all day.
If I go to the theatre and I see young couples in love, seeing the sparkle in their eye, I think back on the times we would go to the theatre and how I would always end up resting my head on your shoulder.
When I sit in the cinema and a couple walks in, I remember the first of many movies watched with you.
When a waterpype bursts in our street, I think back on the morning when that happened at your places while you were shaving and you rubbed off all the shaving cream on the pillow and myself!
When it rains, I remember the Sundays we would spend either on the sofa or inbed watching movies, being lazy and fighting over who will make coffee.
These are just a few things that come to mind, I can continue for days, months and years to name every single thing. Some memories are beter left in the past but memories of love and happiness deserves to be remembered. No matter how hard you try to suppress it, it always finds a way back out, not always at the best of times. So do yourself a favor, don’t try to forget your loved one, remember and let their memories live on!
