Been a fascinating few days. Culminating in Carpal Tunnel surgery (nope 'twasn't an underground operation! Google it if curious enough...) which means I'm typing this with one finger of left hand (that's kinda Zen isn't it?). Plus we have a new baby addition to the household. Her name is Nkosinathi, meaning 'God is with us'. May the Wise Ones bless her path on this planet and may she one day leave it an improved place as a result of how she lived her life, is my prayer.
It's interesting to speculate whether her 3 years and 4 months old brother, Siphesihle (beautiful gift), understands that the one-time bulge in mum's tummy is now the peaceful little bundle on her lap? Or whether he relates to her merely as someone else who's somehow entered the clan. I was three years old when my younger sister came along and I have no recollection whatsoever of her arrival. Or could that just be selective memory? Kidding! Either way, now that we have the gender pinned down, I'll attack Woolworths with one hand tomorrow and stock up on some pretty pink duds for the little lady. I was given the privilege by her parents, of naming her. Thank you Khululiwe and Mduduzi.
The philosphical learning out of the Carpal Tunnel surgery is: Incapacitated hand it lead to short posting.