My first adventure was with my dear friend Lizzie Botha, who I refer to as my second Mother. We travelled to the Eastern Cape where Lizzie taught me to crochet. We visited many small art and craft shops where I was inspired to once again make chunky jewellery and hand-made brooches. This led to opportunities for me to sell my creations at markets around the country including Aardklop. Local artists had been commissioned to paint and sculpt cancer survivors from the area for an exhibition at Aardklop 2011. Two artists chose to paint an artistic portrait translation of my life story and another did a clay bust sculpture of myself wearing a hat upon which sat a clay bus, aeroplane and butterfly and around my neck sits one of my chunky jewellery necklaces. All three of these artworks were bought by the Wilmed Park Oncology Unit in Klerksdorp.

My most recent adventure was a trip with a friend to Napier who, with her donkey Naomi, were looking to relocate there. We found a suitable house in the main street which had a large back garden the size of a small farm for Naomi. This trip was such fun and made my recovery a more pleasant journey. My most special trip was with Lizzie to visit Callie in Luanda, Angola. It was here where I realised you can communicate with people without using language if you just smile and use hand signals. I met a girl there called Catrina who said:

”Where your feet land, you must be happy and both good and bad comes from God.”
I changed my wardrobe and became more free (da) in my choice of colour and patterns and delight in dressing in a happy, funky way. At night time when I can’t sleep I write mini stories about my beside lamp or my kitchen cupboard. Chemotherapy became a happy journey to good health.

My day to day journey is just as full as my many adventures and I am always in the process of planning my next trip.