When they fall...

It's that glorious time of year again. Jacaranda's are starting to bloom. Joburg is covered top and bottom in a sea of purple blossoms.

It's been 2 tough weeks. The heart's been high and heavy all at once, but that is life. Life is short my friends and there really is no time for fussing and fighting.

The falling jacaranda flowers have just made me look at life and love in so many different ways. We lose great loves and those aren't of the romantic kind. Family is so important. Keep them close,be honest and love them with all you have. I held my father's hand on Saturday. For the first time in many many years. It's so important to be close to those you love.

Another great lesson learnt and which I've been teaching myself over the year especially is how to make a clear distinction between friends and people you've known for a long time. Clearly there are many people I've known for a long time.

I love this time of year and this year in particular has proven to be a time of gain and a time of immense loss. And in some instances I've gained by losing or letting some things go.

Ze Germans have a wonderful saying at this time of year Fruhlingsgefuhle. It means spring feelings. The feeling where everyone starts to fall in love at this time of the year.

Wishing you plenty Fruhlingsgefuhle. May you fall madly in love with whomever and whatever you next encounter that speaks to your heart and makes you feel alive.

May you also be showered in plenty purple rain. May you be sprinkled with the greatest luck of a jacaranda blossom, when they fall...