Eleven long years since my dear dad passed away, l dedicate this to him. 
l cherish the past we shared but miss the future we will not have

If I could write a story
It would be the greatest ever told
Of a kind and loving father
Who had a heart of gold
If i could write a million pages
But still be unable to say, just how
Much I love and miss you
Every single day
I will remember all you taught me
I’m hurt but won’t be sad
Bcoz you’ll send me down the answers
And you’ll always be MY DAD
You were lowered on the ground  11 years ago 
just like yesterday 
I wish you could come back up 
where its safe and sound
HEY, did I tell you? 
My birthday is in eighteen days

Jalopy, I know you’re dead. 
I miss you a lot. 
Sometimes I even cry when my friends start saying 
“my daddy this my daddy that”
I was your second daughter 
Daddy’s little pepeRempe 
PepeRempe is a grown up woman now
I took my own path
But was still part of your world
I was not the best
Guilty of neglect
But you know…..daddy’s dearest
I always loved you
My dad, my star
Now my pain is
To worship you from afar
I love you now
And as I did back then
I just hope… one day
I will see you again
I am so proud of you 
Brave and strong to the end
We all love and miss you so much, sleep well 
and take care of all who went after you

Forever in our heart xxxxx the angotos 



“Don’t lose real friends trying to accommodate onlookers.
The thing have learnt in a BIG way recently, and I’m actually working on a longer column about it now, is the importance of an inner circle. In my naivety, up until the past few weeks, I mistook people who SAID they had my back for people who REALLY had my back. Words and actions are two very different things. The people who are there for the good times are great…but the people who are there for the bad times are better. As Oprah says: “Lots of people want to ride with you in the limo, but what you want is someone who will take the bus with you when the limo breaks down.” It is VITAL to realize the difference between friends and onlookers in your life. Onlookers will rush to join you in the limo…real friends will rush to your aid when the limo breaks down. Onlookers will see a brief snapshot of your life and think they know the “real” you…real friends will keep a scrapbook of both your bad and good moments and will love you through both. Onlookers will line up to benefit from your favor and influence…but real friends know what it took to get you there.
REMEMBER: If you dull yourself down to please the crowd, one day you’ll look up and be one of them. Don’t twist yourself up in knots trying to please people who don’t really know you anyway. Let the onlookers gawk and stare and clamor to rush to your side when the going is good, then disappear when the going gets tough. In short: Let the onlookers do what they’re there to do: Look. Then celebrate the people in your life who are there because they love you and not because they love what you can do for them. As rough as the tough times can be, they help purge and cleanse your life of people and things that are there just taking up space. A real friend can never, ever be washed away by a big wave. Honor them, love them, cherish your inner circle. They are the inner tubes in the ocean of life…………pepeRempe…….peace



“When it rains it pours. Maybe the art of life is to convert tough times to great experiences: we can choose to hate the rain or dance in it.” 
Tough times tend to teach you what’s REALLY important. Tough times help you re-prioritize your life; giving the right things more room and giving the wrong things the boot. Tough times teach you who your REAL friends are. Tough times show you how much you really didn’t know your own strength. Tough times remind you of how lucky you are to have the umbrella of faith to top you when the trials of life try and stop you. Tough times help you see the importance of self-love and self-care. Tough times stop you in your tracks, de touring you or rerouting you a different way, all together. Tough times shake you, but then they make you. Just like the butterfly beats himself silly in the process of emerging from his cocoon, and the oyster endures great pain to produce its tiny but shiny pearl – it takes big trials to produce bigger treasures. So if you’re facing tough times today, realize that a miracle is on its way. Remember: No pressure, no diamonds.

Hang in there, beautiful diamond……….pepeRempe………peace