“Like my loved one, I am convinced that we all have critical conditions. Battles that we undertake behind the hospitals, in lonely alleys, secret locations and sometimes public places that are out of reach to those who seem to care.” — Phindiwe Nkosi Copy Share Image
“This book is written in a barren period of loss with an attempt to move forward towards substance.” — Phindiwe Nkosi Copy Share Image
“I could smell the food fill up my hunger before the order was even placed.” — Phindiwe Nkosi Copy Share Image
“Fear manifested itself as a physical presence that seemed to dominate the public sphere. Time almost stopped. Even without confirmation I could sense that… — Phindiwe Nkosi Copy Share Image
“Instead of hating, my heart cries mercy! Mercy on me! Mercy on me! Mercy on me!” — Phindiwe Nkosi Copy Share Image
“You cannot shine if you are unused, for then you will rust and deflate.” — Phindiwe Nkosi Copy Share Image
“We are designed to dance. To use our bodies as weapons of grace, beauty and intrigue. We are designed to stretch until we master… — Phindiwe Nkosi Copy Share Image
“I realized that whilst crying over the loss, the living did not seem adequate because they were not my loved one. The room full… — Phindiwe Nkosi Copy Share Image
“This book attempts to record a journey to restoration that applies to ordinary people like you and I. It is a shot towards healing.… — Phindiwe Nkosi Copy Share Image
“Like my loved one, I am convinced that we all have critical conditions. Battles that we undertake behind the hospitals, in lonely alleys, secret… — Phindiwe Nkosi Copy Share Image
“I found that when it hurt, sometimes the most effective response was to feel the pain rather than wish it away or pretend it… — Phindiwe Nkosi Copy Share Image
“Instead of hating, my heart cries mercy! Mercy on me! Mercy on me! Mercy on me! It calls out to love in an attempt… — Phindiwe Nkosi Copy Share Image
