The end of our 16 years with Aunty May on Saturday has given me the chance to remember and reflect on the values of family and love for others which she so selflessly shared every time we were in her presence. I recall how she cried when we told her that our then 6 year old daughter was going for a T&A operation - this was when I realized the depth of her love for my family and me. The memory of her will live with me forever. I'm so blessed to have met her in this lifetime.
The idea behind today was to get back into taking some pics and start our adventures around Jozi again. The truth is, we drove around for an hour either lacking inspiration or just struggling to find a new place to shoot. Without trying, we found the cemetery where I personally carried one of the greatest men I have ever had the pleasure of knowing into the crematorium. I had to go inside. It was a wasteland of neglect and nature was consuming the grounds like a disease that couldn't be held back anymore. No blade, brush, garden fork or tool has touched this place for years and it was absolutely beautiful. Memories of my friend and the reality check of how fast life moves around us was overwhelming. I'm not scared of death, in fact, I've faced it twice head on in life and cheated it myself, just. So what's the point? Well, if you're still reading this far then I'll tell you what the point is. Each day when you open your eyes, make a conscious effort to be thankful for another day. I won't bore you with the whole "the graveyard is a storage ground for people who never got to action their dreams" speech. But if I could just get you to think for a second as to how precious life is and how you shouldn't take a single second for granted then I have succeeded with this post. We'll all end up here one day, but to end up here with things we set out to accomplish in life unfinished could be the single biggest let down we could ever offer ourselves. #thoughtoftheday#thoughtforalways#thought#thoughts#photooftheday photo by @misspta09