So touching, for just a moment, I said to myself guys enough with this - get a handle on life.
Quoted:The day was perfect, with blankets on the green grass, wine popping out of baskets and a sky so clear and blue that as Eric looked at it as he sang his heart out, it might have seemed to him as if that cornflower blue azure was mocking the storm that had recently blown over his marriage like a hurricane. And caused so much heartbreak to his beloved wife, the ever classy lady Sheba Hirst.
Sheba Hirst Wainaina, yes, her wedding band on her hand during the interview is a very nice and classy individual, as mentioned before. Yet there by the Tayana pool as we spoke to her in her white dress that gave the halo of an angel, her brown eyes with the sunset sunlight scintillating off her irises seemed slightly exhausted.
"It’s been very difficult," Sheba says, with a wry smile, "what with trying to deal with it all (the betrayal), and the media hustle that followed. I haven’t been reading the papers, was worried about answering calls because they’re from journalists. Heck, I’m even afraid to Google."
Yet, through it all, Sheba decided to stand by her man (Eric) as this is what marriage is about, "for better, for worse."
Where does she get the strength? Well, while Eric was doing his music degree in Berklee, Sheba was in Wellesley College.
Well, we hear you asking, where the hell is Wellesley? "It’s the school Hillary Clinton was in," Sheba explains. "With great men come great flaws sometimes."
But Sheba does not even have venom for the Valerie’s of this world. "If I’m going to think of another female, it’s my little lass, Seben," she says, as her daughter splashes out in the pool.
And that is the end of this saga, really, in the media – and everywhere. It lived for six weeks, before Sheba’s candour killed it.
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