Antjie Se Pen (subtitel van www.afrikakiwi.com)

Antjie se pen was die geboorte van my groot droom om eendag 'n boek of dalk twee te skryf. Een van my drie vereistes voor ek Nieu-Seeland toe gekom het, was dat daar van dag 1 af 'n rekenaar in die huis moet wees, want kommunikasie met die familie en vriende was uiters belangrik. Die dag dat ons voet op Kiwi bodem gesit het, het die eerste Nieu-Seeland nuusbrief die lig gesien... besoek ons webtuiste: www.afrikakiwi.com

Fwd: Please send back. ( I did ) It's neat.]

Dis nou ma hoe dit is! Xxxx Louisa

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From: Jacky Groenewald <jacky@outsidein.co.za>
Date: Mon, 27 Jul 2009 16:30:13 +0200
Subject: Please send back. ( I did ) It's neat.]
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THIS ONE IS SOOOOOOOO TRUE - PLEASE READ IT

Good one

I would never trade my amazing
friends, my wonderful life, my loving family for less gray hair or a
flatter belly. As I've aged, I've become kinder to myself, and less
critical of myself. I've become my own friend. I don't chide myself
for eating that extra cookie, or for not making
my bed, or for buying that silly
cement gecko that I didn't need, but looks so avante garde on my
patio. I am entitled to a treat, to be messy, to be extravagant.

I have seen too many dear friends
leave this world too soon; before they understood the great freedom
that comes with aging.

Whose business is it if I choose to
read or play on the computer until 4 AM and sleep until noon? I will
dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60 &70's, and if I,
at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love ... I will.


I will walk the beach in a swim suit
that is stretched over a bulging body, and will dive into the waves
with abandon if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the jet
set.


They, too, will get old.
I know I am sometimes forgetful.
But there again, some of life is just
as well forgotten. And I eventually remember the important things.


Sure, over the years my heart has been
broken. How can your heart not break when you lose a loved one, or
when a child suffers,
or even when somebody's beloved pet
gets hit by a car? But broken hearts are what give us strength and
understanding and
compassion. A heart never broken is
pristine and sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect.

I am so blessed to have lived long
enough to have my hair turning gray, and to have my youthful laughs be
forever etched into deep grooves on my face.
So many have never laughed, and so
many have died before their
hair could turn silver.


As you get older, it is easier to be
positive. You care less about what other people think. I don't
question myself anymore.
I've even earned the right to be wrong.

So, to answer your question, I like
being old. It has set me free. I like the person I have become. I am
not going to live forever,
but while I am still here, I will not
waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will
be. And I shall eat dessert every single day(if I feel like it).

MAY OUR FRIENDSHIP NEVER COME APART
ESPECIALLY WHEN IT'S STRAIGHT FROM THE HEART!


MAY YOU ALWAYS HAVE A RAINBOW OF
SMILES ON YOUR FACE AND IN YOUR HEART FOREVER AND EVER! FRIENDS
FOREVER!

Forward this to at least 7 people
and see what happens on your screen .
You will laugh your head
off!!!!!!!!!!!

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