My Beautiful Bipolar Mind

Cape Town Rentals - Where Sanity Goes to Die Finding a Home for the Boys: The Cape Town Edition You’d think that helping two young men start their next chapter would be simple. But no. Not when the city in question is Cape Town, the land of ocean views, mountain backdrops, and rental prices that make you question every life choice you’ve ever made. As most of you know, Matt is moving back to Cape Town, this time, he is dragging his best friend Liam along. It’s exciting, it’s huge, it’s the beginning of their independence. Naturally, Adrian and I want to make sure they start off on the right foot, somewhere safe, somewhere decent, somewhere close enough to The Silo so Matt isn’t commuting like a long-distance trucker.  But there’s one tiny problem: finding somewhere to live that doesn’t require a small fortune and a prayer. Cape Town is not cheap. Cape Town near The Silo? If you whisper “affordable” in that area, the buildings roll their eyes at you. And honestly, I’d love t...

The Space They Leave Behind - Letting Go, Holding On There’s a moment in motherhood that never gets easier, no matter how many times you face it: watching your child leave home. I’m standing in that moment again with Matthew. I’ve done this once before, the packing, the settling in, the brave smile, the quiet heartbreak, and now I’m doing it all over again. I am so proud of Matthew, of the strength he’s built, the lessons he’s carried, and the courage it takes for him to step out again. I know how hard things were for him before, and that history will always make a part of me worry, because that’s what a mother’s heart does. But I can also see how much more prepared he is now, how much steadier he stands, and how deeply he wants to find his way. I believe he will. I trust the foundation he’s grown into, even as I carry the quiet ache of letting go. I have faith that this time, he’s going to be okay, and he will find his way. I know that I still have two more boys at home, two more ...

A Bittersweet Achievement - Watching My Son Rise Into Himself There are moments in motherhood that stretch your heart in opposite directions, pride pulling one way, longing pulling the other. Today, I’m sitting in one of those moments, holding both truths at once. My son Matthew has once again shown me what resilience, courage, and self‑knowledge truly look like. In 2024, he found a home at The Silo in Cape Town, a place that recognised his talent, his work ethic, and the quiet wisdom he carries. Early in 2025, life threw him a curve ball and demanded that he step away. What stayed with me was The Silo’s response, they told him he would always have a place there.  When he is done figuring it all out, he will be welcomed home. What followed was a year of deep personal work. Matthew moved back home and spent the rest of 2025 understanding himself in ways he had never been able to before. Having received his autism diagnosis, he began therapy. He learned how his mind works, what o...

The Three Circles: How Cancer Has Marked My Life Today is World Cancer Day, a day meant to raise awareness, honour those we’ve lost, support those still fighting, and celebrate those who survived. But for many of us, this isn’t just a date on the calendar. Cancer has a way of entering your life without knocking. It doesn’t ask permission. It doesn’t care about timing. It doesn’t care about the plans you made, the people you love, or the future you imagined. It just arrives, sudden, sharp, unapologetic, and everything shifts. When I think about cancer, I see three circles. The people we lost. The people still fighting. The people who survived. And somewhere in the middle of those circles is the everyone else, the ones who watched, waited, prayed, held hands, wiped tears, and tried to stay strong even when our hearts were breaking. For me, cancer isn’t just something happening around me. It’s something that has brushed up against my own life too closely, too personally. It’s someth...