This year has started out rough – Heck the past 5 months have been really heavy to deal with! My mind wonders (sometimes wanders) and goes into corners and finds unlocked doors and unleashes a beast – who then haunts my not-so-tranquil mind. In turn, I make unreasonable decisions, take unorthodox actions and search for answers to questions that are non existent – complete boggles. No one understands how the mind works – Read all you want mpenzi, but in the end; the mind is a dangerous master when it really is meant to be a beautiful servant.

In search of clearing my mind and saving myself from drowning in sorrow, in comfort, a friend told me that bad news comes in threes. Even though I am not entirely sure where three ends – good appeared.

We lost a soul; we gained a soul. My nephew Jayden Daishal Anant Patel was born on the 12th of March 2013 at 05.52am. The first time I looked into his eyes, (Insert a cheesy cliche here) I saw innocence, purity, peace and assurance – I was overwhelmed. He was only 6 hours old and he was a reminder that my ‘first world problems’ should be thrown into the black hole and I should attend to the present. We often find ourselves moving away from what is important and concentrate so hard on the negative in our lives that we forget the ‘now’. This little boy understood life in its simplest form.

He brings joy to the entire family. It has been a while since I have seen everyone so happy. Every time I look at him (curled up in a small ball), I am caught in his aura. Life experiences, education, interaction  – The materials I thought I could use to teach this boy are those that dent my peace now. The tables have turned – simplicity wins – he becomes the teacher and I sit quietly and listen.