Still on Goldie, My posts today are dedicated to her as she is laid to rest today....
See below, Goldie best friend, Derenle emotional tribute to her, is so touching. It brought tears to her, indeed their friendship is “Tru Friendship”as their reality show is tagged... Nice to have such friendship.....
Hummm... Read on........
Best-Friend, Derenle's Emotional Tribute To Goldie
My super star friend sways away and I stand watching till she fades on the horizon and someone at my side says "she's gone"...Gone where?.
Gone from my sight, that is all. She is just as gorgeous now as when last I saw her.
Her slightly disappearing figure and total loss from my sight is in me, not in her.
And just at that moment, when someone at my side says she's gone, there are others who are watching her coming over their horizon and other voices take up a glad shout - There she comes! That is what dying id - An horizon and just the limit of our sight.
My lifeline, my lexicon, Therapist and support system. We have known lots of pleasure, at times endured ppai, we have lived in the sunshine and walked in the rain.
Her slightly disappearing figure and total loss from my sight is in me, not in her.
And just at that moment, when someone at my side says she's gone, there are others who are watching her coming over their horizon and other voices take up a glad shout - There she comes! That is what dying id - An horizon and just the limit of our sight.
My lifeline, my lexicon, Therapist and support system. We have known lots of pleasure, at times endured ppai, we have lived in the sunshine and walked in the rain.
I
had acute malaria (was shaking terribly) but performed “skibobo” with
you at the Industry Night and Loud&Proud show, I sprained my ankle
but still shot your three videos in a row in S/A.
I left my family house and moved in with you and your family right after all the Big Brother Africa madness, I did all the damage control.
I fought every organizer simply cos I wanted you on the bill with me and split my show earnings with you, I dragged you to the American Embassy even if it meant I had to get up at 4am.'
I left my family house and moved in with you and your family right after all the Big Brother Africa madness, I did all the damage control.
I fought every organizer simply cos I wanted you on the bill with me and split my show earnings with you, I dragged you to the American Embassy even if it meant I had to get up at 4am.'
I endured negative
criticism because shallow minds couldn’t comprehend your brand essence –
I started wearing block heels (you got me the most fabulous pair of
Jeffrey Campbells) and I damned the consequences.
I recorded the reality show “Tru Friendship” with you because you went on and on about it and I wanted to please you.
I have been your fierce-alter ego in all your videos, I have fought your fights, endured countless eccentric P.As with you. I can go on and on and this is how you leave me? You chose an eternal sleep over a fabulous life with me?
I have been your fierce-alter ego in all your videos, I have fought your fights, endured countless eccentric P.As with you. I can go on and on and this is how you leave me? You chose an eternal sleep over a fabulous life with me?
Lest I forget, I ate the entire box of birthday chocolates Bola sent to you.
Phew, I can’t type anymore, I’m playing “Good To Me” (always disturbed you to release that song) and my notepad is a misty mess of my never ending tears. So sad when people who give you the best memories, become a memory!
The Goldie I knew, despite your success and worldwide recognition, still wondered, “Am I good enough?” “Am I pretty enough?” “Will they like me?” It was this burden that made you great…And that made you stumble in the end.
Goldie if you can hear me now, you weren’t just good enough – You were abso-frigging-lutely GREAT! You sang the whole damn song without a band- you made the picture of a showbiz star look so perfect!
Phew, I can’t type anymore, I’m playing “Good To Me” (always disturbed you to release that song) and my notepad is a misty mess of my never ending tears. So sad when people who give you the best memories, become a memory!
The Goldie I knew, despite your success and worldwide recognition, still wondered, “Am I good enough?” “Am I pretty enough?” “Will they like me?” It was this burden that made you great…And that made you stumble in the end.
Goldie if you can hear me now, you weren’t just good enough – You were abso-frigging-lutely GREAT! You sang the whole damn song without a band- you made the picture of a showbiz star look so perfect!
Nice one.....
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