No one makes it out alive anyway

Good evening friends

As I write this I'm in a bath filled to the brim with water, imaginary bubbles and I have an imaginary drink in one hand and my beloved blackberry in another... I just got in from having supper with friends

A friend of mine called Bokang arrived from Botswana on friday to see Oprah at the University of the free state and she's leaving tomorrow so we decided to and catch up for a bit... A few of my other friends who I hadn't seen in a while were going to hang out so we decided to join them...

So right now I'm sitting here in this warm bath - which is getting lukewarm with every word I type and I'm just reflecting on the great weekend that I had...

On friday Rong (another friend of mine) and I went to the waterfront to eat out at Mcdonalds and then to exclusive books to read introductions and prologues of books in order to decide which book was the best... Not judging a book by its cover but by its introduction... After all, didn't someone say: a good book should have you at "once upon a time"... If no one has ever said this before then I give you permission to quote me.
So the award for best intro went to "Resident Alien" by Rian Malan (which, by the way, is on my birthday wishlist)

Saturday was spent paying bills (or at least trying to before I realised that I woke up after the banks closed)... In the evening I attended a function held by ABASA (Association for the advancement of Black Accountants in Southern AfricA) to celebrate CA(SA) students who hAd just qualified... I rocked up at the do a bit late, but I had fun all in all - even though my hair was held up by pins so small that even sneezing would have been a fashion mistake... The theme of the evening was: what role does the accounting profession play in the year of job creation... One of the speakers answered the question very shortly and sweetly by saying: it starts by making a small difference - by helping to make sure that the Spaza shop next door to you turns into a supermarket!!!
All in all, a great night of shoulders rubbed with many Greats and Greats-to-be in the Accounting profession.

My sunday morning was typically spent at Grootvlei prison ministering in song to the inmates, and as always, I came back humbled and blessed and in awe at what God is busy doing in this beautiful country of ours.
Sunday afternoon was spent on a date at Braza having coffee and good conversation about South African politics.. And then straight to church again for the evening service.
Ps Clive was preaching... A powerful service that deserves a post of its own so look out for that.

And then Bokang and my other friends all went to Spur for a nice student special supper - guitars and all...very "soothing" environment as a friend of mine put it...
Bokang and I shared tears and laughter in the midst of that crowd and we caught up on a year and a half's worth of conversation - what a great night.

And now here I am, shivering in my now cold bath... Thinking: sometimes letting your hair down is okay... To forget about all the study work awaiting you, or the work that your boss asked you to do over the weekend. To forget all your troubles and all your fears... To just embrace the best that life has to offer... To hang out with loving friends who will remind you that: You are not alone!!! To smile, to laugh and most importantly to love without fear...
To allow yourself to not take life too seriously, because when all is said and done, like my friend Mariam said: No one makes it out of life alive anyway!!!

God bless you and have a great week.
LK