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Now there’s a statement I never thought we would really fathom how important or symbolic they would become in my life. Here I am a 30 year old mother of one – living in south Africa in the brink of what could be the worst economic disaster this country has ever seen- and the most important matter in my life is not how will I be able to cope if things go from bad to worst – like most African …. Sorry all African countries. What will we do and how will we survive. My worry is love. Yes love. 

I have spent my earliest days as a young girl trying to not ever let love let me down, from my parents to siblings. And when things went pair shaped as what happens often in a large family with turmoil, divorce, bitterness and the most undesirable factors to happen in a family, I turned and thought to find love outside and make a family that would love and be devoted. Because ever since I can remember I just wanted to love- love the world, love the trees love life</description><sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/karena8/559398" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/karena8/559398"><title>some where over the rainbow</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/karena8/559398</link><description>Some where over the rainbow…. Now there’s a statement I never thought we would really fathom how important or symbolic they would become in my life. Here I am a 30 year old mother of one – living in south Africa in the brink of what could be the worst economic disaster this country has ever seen-...</description></item></rdf:RDF>