UPDATE / NEWSFLASH : Monique het als goed deurstaan – sy voel bietjie of ‘n trein oor haar is (ag die wondere van moderne verdowingsmiddels!!) – dis weird as sy so afkyk en haar ken raak nie aan haar bors nie. Dankie vir julle prayers!! Ek waardeer dit so!! xx
Ons het ‘n lang pad gekom… ek, jy en ‘die girls’, nê Puppeline?? They seem somehow to always have been there. They have been so much part of your life, that you have even picked up a few cute habits in order to accommodate them – and in a funny and sad kind of way – we’ll probably miss that. The way you unconciously try to wriggle yourself back into your clothes during the day , because they had a will of their own. The way you tried to run when we were playing around and you had to hold on ‘for dear life’.
They inadvertently ensured that you couldn’t really exercise and take part in much (sports) activities, which brought about a weight issue and eventually the obvious resulting health concerns. But in a way they contributed so much to the beautiful, brilliant person that you are. And although they did bring some unwanted attention to you, they forced you to develop more personality than average sized teenagers and young adults. I know, that you suffered physical discomfort and psychological frustration. I know that, unlike popular belief, in your case, bigger is not better. They caused a strained neck and back muscles as well as ridicule and harassment that no-one should have to endure just for being ‘blessed’ by mother Nature. And let’s not even get started with fit problems when shopping for cool clothes…
We’ll miss them – in an odd way… when you hold a baby in your arms it snuggles closer and magically falls asleep – time and time again. I’ve seen strangers’ children embrace you and melt into your arms – whenever I would get photos from Amsterdam during you au-pair stay there, ‘your kids’ were always pictured cuddled to your chest. Your little brother Erich once said: “Mamma, jy druk nie so lekker wollerig soos Sussa nie…”.
This isn’t just another op – this is no tonsil or appendix – ‘the girls’ were ‘you’ and it’ll take some getting used to, but I am just as excited (and anxious) as you are.
May you stay the same soft, huggable, gentle person you have become as a result of their existence – and may your heart always have room enough to accommodate those that will fade into distant memory soon.
We hold you in our prayer today, my enigste mooiste meisiekind. xx