This is our second year doing Christmas without Yolanda.
My eldest daughter found and booked a place for us in the bush near Kruger National Park. She is only 17yrs old but with so much maturity, I guess this comes from having experienced the loss of her mother, best friend, at such a young age. I really enjoy watching the way this young lady handles life, she in many ways has become one of my heroes.
The week before our bush break I couldn’t help but noticed how excited we were to be going away for Christmas. The excitement was a welcome visitor from the past. I could sense the girls were both just as excited to be going away, as they helped put together the grocery list for the week.
Something however was missing and it felt good. The heavy heart of our catastrophic loss wasn’t present. This felt to me like a break through moment. There was and still isn’t a feeling of guilt for enjoying our little bush break. In many ways this feels like a wonderful Christmas gift to ourselves.
Now don’t get me wrong. Do we miss Yolanda? Absolutely however the pain of her loss would appear to being replaced by the happy memories, we talk and refer to her often.
With this in mind we wish you a Merry Christmas from the bush.