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Allow me to introduce myself.

I have no amazing way to start this blog post so I'll start with... 

"Hello. How are you? I am fine thanks"

I know. Earth shattering.



I'm a young-ish single lady that lives in Johannesburg. It's been close to five years of living here and I am starting to feel like I can call this city my home away from home. I moved here from a little city called East London in the Eastern Cape . I was born in an even smaller town called Mthatha. Some of the greatest South African legends come from there and the rest from my homestead Cofimvaba. I think it would be tacky to mention that my hero and a man with a beautiful mind Tat'Thabo Mbeki (Dutywa which is a stone throw away) & the world's hero Tat'Rholihlahla Mandela were born (Qunu which is also a stone throw away) in Mthatha because that would be name dropping. (When we had the land - there were lots of stones to throw.. I couldn't resist that one...lol)

I'm not sure what point I was trying to make above but whatever. 

When I moved to Joburg I thought it was all going to be sunshine and roses. Well, the sun shines here a lot and there's a place called Rosebank and that's as far as it goes. A post on this will follow.

I am now only starting to find my feet. I am now in a position to chase my dreams, passions, find my purpose & live my calling. 



This year, I turn 33. This is a magical number for me. The number 3 has always been my favourite and two of those numbers together! I DIE. This is not the year that I die but it's definitely a year that I will realise many of my dreams which have turned into goals. Blogging being one. 

I work in corporate South Africa & am also studying towards my first degree. Again, that is a story for another day.

I used to have a blog about seven million moons ago called Lard Buster! I was young, don't judge the name. This was a weight loss blog. Did I lose the weight? Nope. I lost a little and then I gained it back plus VAT and then I lost a little. I've lost count.

I don't know if I can fully paint a picture of who I am in one blog post. I think it would box me and honestly, most times I surprise myself daily with myself. I guess we'll discover myself together. 

This is a passion project and cannot guarantee that I will post something everyday or every week. When the creative juices strike so will I and post will strike you. I will endeavour to keep the posts short & not write a novel with each post. 

With all of that said...let's discover together, learn together, laugh together, keep this space as real as possible but also positive. We have many negative voices & faces in the world I choose to be a positive voice & face.

Cheers & let's live a little



Stellah.

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