• Heart matters

    How to get revenge…

    Come on girls, admit it, we love to fantasize about revenge. We spend our sleepless nights, plotting at ways to make our exes pay for what they’ve done. We rework conversations in our head, and plan exactly what we’re going to say to that co-worker, when we get the chance. We post subliminal messages on social media and call up our friends to “tsk tsk” along with us.  And we even watch movies and read books that fuel the need: How to get revenge 101. Revenge is a must! Right? I mean, how else will I feel satisfied? I need to be vindicated, and Kate needs to know how utterly…

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    Daily devotions to make you stronger {Giveaway!}

    Once you’ve hit your 30’s, each birthday feels as if it’s the start to a new season, in my opinion. I mean, I’m not exactly a spring chicken anymore, if you know what I mean. And yet I feel as if I’m only now on the path to thinking more clearly and making better decisions. I attribute a lot of that to my morning devotions. You guys, starting and ending your day right is super duper important! I have a few really cute, handbag sized devotionals that give me practical pointers and deep spiritual insights that perfectly compliment my morning routine and help me to get my mind in the…

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    International Women’s Day, for what?

      So apparently today is International Womens’ Day and I’m just out here wondering when someone is going to bring me gifts and money to thank me for being a woman. No one then? Okay, so what’s the point of this day?! And more importantly, besides for the Mother’s Days and Women’s Days of the world, do you as a female human being feel as if you’re being celebrated every OTHER day of the year? Don’t get me wrong, I totally love that the world at large will be taking a moment to ponder the achievements of women throughout history and across nations. I like that us girls did it…

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    10 friendship lessons for my daughter

    So last night, during bed time, my three year old proudly announced: “Peyton is my BEST fwend! I love Peyton so vewy much!” And I obviously melted into a puddle of mom-feelings. Obviously. I mean, she has a best friend! Aack! In true spreadsheet brain style, I immediately got to thinking that hey I should be teaching my kid how to be the BEST best friend. Best friend etiquette is pretty important, yo. There are rules that she needs to know about. And I’m not talking about the usual “be kind, love each other, don’t get into a fight and slam each other on Facebook” kind of rules. I’m talking about the…

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    Even when it hurts

    Recently faced with overwhelming loss, as friends of ours grieve the death of their beautiful baby boy, Conor, I found myself thinking: “God, where are you?!” Where is He when tragedy hits? Where is He when a family is forever shattered and lives are indelibly changed? And what am I meant to do in the moments when I don’t know how to function because the enormity of the situation feels bigger than my faith? Am I meant to cling to hope even when it hurts? I struggled with all of these questions on the inside, while trying to be hopeful and expectant for a miracle on the outside. Conor’s mommy…

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    I was never ready to be a grandmother

    Guys, I’m on the lighter side of 30 and so not ready to be anyone’s grandmother. Well, that’s what I discovered last week when my 16 year old came home, plopped a 2,5kg bundle of joy in my arms and declared “Congratulations! You’re a grandmother!” I was never ready to be a grandmother. I mean, seriously? A grandmother? Me? Firstly, no thank you, I’m too young. Secondly, no thank you, you’re too young! Thirdly, just no thank you. That is all. After much debating, he politely let me know that it is in fact a school project, and even if he wanted to ditch the 2,5kg bag of flour (accurately…

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    Being body positive: I’ve never been a fan of my body

    I’ve never been a fan of my body. I mean, I get it, I’m not overweight. But that doesn’t mean that I feel good about the way that I look. To be honest guys, I’ve been body shaming myself since primary school, when I was so skinny that my school socks needed to be held up by elastic. I hated how thin I was. And then I had Kyle, picked up some weight and hated how not-thin I was. I’ve never really been happy with my appearance. And I don’t know if I ever will be. Why? Well, because I am female. And for some totally ludicrous reason, we girls…

  • I love you
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    I love you, I love me not

    So Valentine’s Day is around the corner and I’m bracing myself for the onslaught of chocolates, roses and exaggerated “i love yous”. I mean, that’s what the big V Day is all about, right? Buying sweet treats and pretty flowers for the one you love? Right? Well, what if I challenged you to use this month of love to do something else… something even MORE special… something that most of us (females) are not good at doing… What if I challenged you to love YOURSELF this Valentine’s Day. What would that look like? Now as cliche as this sounds, please know that I’m not here to promote obnoxious self-love. Loving…

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    When discrimination has nothing to do with race or gender

    As far as being discriminated against goes, I’ve had my fair share of awkward silences while someone else gets the job. I mean, I’m brown AND a female… let’s just say I’m quite familiar with fighting the good fight. Contrary to popular belief, I do believe that we’re progressing in leaps and bounds towards having a more racially inclusive society though. Which is why this took me by total surprise: the other day I realized that I am in fact STILL dealing with a sort of discrimination on a regular basis. And this time it has nothing to do with my gender or my race. It’s no secret that I…

  • 2018
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    2018 – Do the thing

    It’s the start of a new year and instead of mulling around, making resolutions that I probably won’t keep, I’ve decided to scold myself into a brighter future. You know? I mean, come on, hands up if you’ve ever been “skelled lekker” by your mom or an aunty or a school teacher and it actually helped you to make that indelible change. There’s something about a stern talking to that brings about action. So, when I woke up on January 1st 2018, without a cookin’ clue about what I wanted to do in the new year, I knew that I had to bring out my inner “aunty”. Inner “Aunty Luchae”…