We often close ourselves off behind our big fences, not wanting to disturb the order and structure that we’ve put in place by having to deal with the messiness of other people’s lives.
I revisited an old stomping ground today – my old school in the Drakensberg. It conjured up quite a few memories. Memories of hikes through the mountains, tubing down the flooding rivers, running down from the school to go for swims in the river during school breaks. As I was walking along the river, I … Read moreMemory