Megan's Head

A place where Megan gets off her head.

That funny thing Death

A friend(ish), someone I have known for years but not very well, someone who I shared strong beliefs about things with, but in the silliest of places like Facebum and twitter, died two nights ago. She got very sick and couldn’t be cured. I am made so sad by her death in the most unexplainable way. I struggle to articulate why it has shaken me so much. Was it the speed and horror of the cancer? Was it because I had always seen her as the voice of my love of Joburg, the nostalgic continued reminder of what I miss about living there? Was it a feeling that she was one of the very few proudly Jewish but loudly anti the Israeli government people that I count on my fingers and share beliefs with? Was it a common history of coming from one particular kind of struggle into another as artists in South Africa? Oh I don’t know. I think I am made so deeply sad by how much she lived, and how huge it was, and how gone that is. And that I wish I had known her more, and better.


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  1. Susie

    Hi Megan
    Are you talking about Lesley? I didn’t know her well either, but I felt very close to her. I was also devastated when she died.
    I wish that everyone in Joburg knew about her and how she has changed our city and our lives.

  2. Yes Susie, it is.

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