THIS AIN’T A LOVE BLOG THIS IS GOODBYE…

In 2011 right after graduating from Daystar University I made one of the biggest decisions of my life. I chose my career over a relationship I had had for two years. It was heart breaking. He was my first serious boyfriend. We had even moved in together. Since that time I have made peace with the fact that I can never get too close to anyone as my career will always come first, no matter what (at least for now).

I am always moving. Even as I am moving I am thinking about moving! The one thing I never think about is how the people I leave behind feel… that all changed this week.

My very close friend Sibongile Mlambo aka Super Sibo is leaving for LA in a few days. As exciting as this is, she leaves a huge gap in my almost non-existent social life. See, I keep very few friends, even fewer in Cape Town. Sibo represents about 90% of the friends I have here *warned you they were few*. She is my ride or die, my sister before misters, my support… supports me better than a bra! I like space, LOTS of space. She understands that. She knows that even if i’m quiet for a whole week, we still good. She gets that I love best from a distance and the cherry on top is, she is single. Gosh! it’s like she was custom made for me. Don’t get me wrong, I have friends who are in relationships as well and I love them. Thing is, people in relationships just don’t have the time and being the third wheel is really not my thing, also, and this is VERY important couples always try to hook me up with their single friends. As much as I appreciate the gesture, it’s annoying! They invite you out for dinner, you think it’s just gonna be the three of you only to find out they brought along ‘Taki Yuki’ the Japanese guy from accounting since I mentioned once IN PASSING  that I enjoyed karaoke. I digress… where was I …. yes, Sibo.

Seeing as she is single, she is very spontaneous. I’d phone her up at 19:00 on a random Tuesday night and be like  “Yo! mami, i’m heading out for the movies, wanna tag?” she’d say “sure, meet you there”. That’s it. No questions, no chit chat, she doesn’t even know which movie we are going to watch, as long as we just hang. Now tell me if that’s not support. Told you, better than a bra!

Now she is leaving. For once, someone is walking out of my life. I have never been on this side. Now I completely understand how my best friend, Gloria Atkins feels every time I go home for Christmas then have to go back to Cape Town. I always see the sadness in her eyes. She hugs me and says she will miss me. I miss her too but I never understood the magnitude, until Sibo happened. As much as you are happy that your friend is bold enough to follow her dream, there is this profound sadness. One that no one can ever explain until you experience it yourself. Gloria, I now get it. I finally do. Took me four years, but now I understand.

Did I mention that Sibongile is also the current face of Nivea AFRICA! Yeah, her face is literally in every African country.

Sibo…mami… as you start this new chapter in your career I pray that the odds be forever in your favor. Go  kill em’. Take no prisoners, unless of course it’s Jeremy Meeks then by all means tie him up in your basement and never let him go!!. You know I had to throw one in there 🙂

Seriously though, i’m proud of you and I love you and blah! blah! blah! *insert feelings here*

Till then…

Epic Line: She will do very well… I can tell… I can tell                                                                                                           -Lana Del Rey-

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