The first step is always the most difficult. I have wanted to start a blog for months now but it seems so daunting. What if my “peek at life” is absolute drivel or utterly boring? What if, and this is my worst fear, I have nothing to say?
So this is the part that worried me the most, getting started. If I can just post this first blog and have done with it, then everything else will follow. It always does, doesn’t it? Leap and the net will appear. I hope so. I feel like a virgin on the verge. Should I or shouldn’t I? What the heck, here goes. As me old dad used to say, what’s the worst that can happen?
I recently left the city (Durban, South Africa) after having lived there nearly all my adult life, to live a country life in the Midlands of KwaZulu-Natal. About 10 years ago I realised that, as a stay-at-home mom, I had absolutely no assets. I persuaded my husband, Peter, to cash in some policies and I bought a smallholding in an area called Nottingham Road. I built a house there and we visited the farm regularly for holidays and weekends, the intention being that Peter and I would eventually retire there. My daughter, Kiera, grumbled at the time that she would have preferred a holiday home at the beach but I made it very clear that I was doing this for me, not them. I didn’t know then how prophetic that would be.
I have two children. Kiera is the oldest by 6 years. She lived at home while she attended university in Durban but left home nearly three years ago to teach English in China and shows no signs of returning. My son, Alex, left home at the beginning of last year to go to university in the Cape. So in a sense I was made redundant, my job as a stay-at-home mom was effectively over and I hadn’t seen it coming. The empty nest syndrome hit me hard, so I did what I thought any sensible person in my position should do, I left home too.
I packed up and, with Peter’s blessing, headed for the hills, the misty, rolling hills of the Midlands to be precise. Have I substituted one empty nest for another or am I starting an exciting new chapter in my life? Who knows, one can but dream.