Till Death Do Us Part. 💘

[Wrote this a year ago and came across it today. still so relevant.] 

Till Death Do Us Part. Weirdly woke up this Sunday afternoon murmuring this. ha #judgeme 

Marriage is crazy. I’ve hated it. I’ve loved it - Gloriously. 

I’ve doubted it - indefinitely.

Two Sundays ago I visited my grandparents and got slammed on the face struck with how life is like for them now.

Here I am celebrating close friends getting married and then the aftermath jokes of who’s next and conversations of nieces and nephews as namesakes.

I held my grandfather a bit longer than normal. He’s been senile now, on and off. Mostly the latter. Regular human habits are sort of a struggle now or just slow – talking, eating, walking, having his eyes open. 

 Crazy how life evolves.

I watched my Nau hold him, talk to him gently explaining to him who all were in the room, feed him when it was time to dine, and clean up after him.

My heart was in all sorts of outbursts - Sad and happy ones. Proud one too. Good ones.

“Till Death do them Part”  I heard Him whisper. 

I had a bit of food, even though watching them was enough for my heart and the rest of my life really. I wanted to hold those moments of watching them forever replayed in my heart for the rest of my life. For all the things they’ve survived, for all the places they’ve been, for all the things they’ve achieved, for all the things they failed in, for all the things they disagreed on along the way, for all the highs and lows, - this was what it came down to – selfless, sacrificial and loyal, in and out of season, love. Shuxx. It is something to say it, post about it or read about it, it is another, whole other level different to witness/ encounter it! Dumbfounded. crazy to actually live it, watch it, savoring every living moment of it. Hold it forever. Hold them forever. Hold love forever. 

Till death do us part.  Periodtt. No excuses. 

Mr and Mrs Cakacaka!