Tag Archives: Nelson Mandela

Madiba has been on my mind almost constantly since hearing of his death.  There was no shock, if anything a sense of relief, arms dropped after months of waving goodbye. I cannot say that I felt grief, he was 95, he had lived the most full and fruitful life, even during the prison years.  What brough tears to my eyes …

I have started reading ‘The Remains of the Day’ and the discourse on dignity and greatness is thought provoking.  It led me to musing about the people in my life whom I either respect or don’t and the qualities which they possess or lack. The two men who I respect most are my father and step father.  My step father …