We used to buy those 1 litre tubs
Of cheap strawberry ice cream
And sit on that bench under the tree,
A plastic spoon each, taking turns
To scoop at the tub as it melts
Under hot Durban sun, sweltering
To everyone who went out last night,
But we laugh, despite our discomfort,
For this is love, in a tub of pink cream,
Laughing at kids falling off bikes
And dreaming of days when our turn will come;
Marriage and kids, and a lifetime together.
I got married when I was nineteen and I met the man who was my husband while I was backpacking around South Africa. The marriage didn’t last, but the memories did, and every time it is hot I am taken back to that time in my life.
I was eating ice cream straight from the tub after work today, in a desperate attempt to cool myself down, and it reminded me of Colin and the fun memories we had together when we were over there and living a very simple life.
I was reminded of the times that we used to go out all night and then after a really short sleep, we would head to the local Spar and buy a big tub of ice cream, that we would share in one sitting. We would sit under a tree and watch the world go by and it just felt so perfect.
I only wrote this because I love those memories that bubble up, uninvited, but still having the power to make you smile. It was nice to go back to that park for a few minutes and remember those sunkissed days.