I had a normal post planned for today. Then I woke up this morning and my mother told me that Nelson Mandela had died. Everything changed. I cannot accurately describe how I feel, but my feelings are mirrored on the faces of my fellow South-Africans. Sadness, disbelief. Horror. We all had been expecting this. Mr. Mandela had been sick for a while now, and he is 95 years old. But it still doesn’t make it easier.
Tata, I will miss you more than I can say. You are the most inspirational man to ever live in South-Africa. You are revered and respected across the globe, but I don’t think people can ever understand what we feel here in your country.
Heartbroken
Life of this city girl 