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‘He lived in a rut and thought that was consistent.’
Dr. Michael Rumpf
This morning, after getting up, I thought: “Oh great, the same thing every day. I get up and then have to be careful not to step on a cat.” I then go to the toilet and sometimes a cat comes to the bathroom and then disappears.
Continue reading ‘Caught in the trawl’“Special people will always have a place in our hearts, no matter how far they are from us. The traces they have left are strong and deep.”
Nicole Oesterwind
Once again, this topic was addressed by the dear Michi of theI-my-what-blog“ inspired. The topic is very topical for me, because I wonder what my father left behind.
Continue reading "Leaving footprints"‘Love happens so seldom because most people have a scale of value, an image in their minds, with which they compare all the people they meet.’
Peter Lauster
What was it like 25 years ago and what is it like today? What has changed? The Emtycee He gave me this idea because he wanted to know my opinion.
Continue reading “How was it getting to know each other again?”“If we could attend our own funeral, we would see our loved ones with very different eyes.”
Waltraud Puzicha
Now it's all been a few days and our father is buried. It was something that would have liked to happen only in 20 years, but to go with 68 years, well, that's just not an age in my opinion.
Continue reading ‘What was the funeral like for me?’‘Cheap excuses are expensive.’
Erhard Horst Bellermann
It has certainly been noticed that a lot has changed on the blog or on YouTube itself. Even on Facebook, Google Plus and Twitter, everything is different. Here I want to tell you why and why all this is now as it is.
Continue reading “What happened to the blogs, podcasts and YouTube channels?”“Man is only truly dead when no one thinks of him anymore.”
Bertolt Brecht
Hello friends,
Now that a little time has passed and a lot is and was to be done, I would like to report on what happens or can happen to you if a relative dies.
The hero of my life. He was always there for me, never did great things, but much that made my life in this world much better.
I never thought that I would write something like this as the first blog entry in a new blog but my father passed away, in the night from Monday to Tuesday the sad thing is that I still wrote with him at 10 pm and he was still online a little later, so is 22:07, the last thing I read about him and at 22.11 he looked at WahtsApp for the last time.
Continue reading ‘A hero is dead’
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