We have given up many things dear to us this year. We have struggled. We have missed the light at the end of the tunnel. We have been afraid. We were in despair. We sank into gloomy thoughts. We lost many things. We helped. We showed solidarity.
Some were very solidary and some very selfish. As is always the case in normal lives. But this year it was not a normal life.
The trip to visit my mother has involved extensive strategic planning. She lives less than 800 km from where I live. It’s the same continent and my car makes the trip on one tank of petrol (which is also the main reason why I can’t have an e-car). The plane ticket costs a ridiculous amount and can be booked at short notice, but I can’t fly. The risk of infection is simply too big, and my mother will soon be 80 years old. That’s why I’m forced to drive, even on long journeys.
Urs, a farmer from Ireland, and his wife Claudia, a doctor, write me a letter every year at Christmas. I always look forward to it. They let me know what has been going on with them on the farm and in their lives. I haven’t seen Urs and his wife for quite a while, but since I visited them some years ago, I can imagine many things that they describe so well. This year they have sent me a wonderful story that I would like to share.
Ich habe grossen Respekt vor der Anreise in die USA. Es ist wie eine Wundertüte und man weiss nie so genau was man bekommt. Es kann sehr schnell gehen und nach 15 Minuten ist man raus, oder man kann stundenlang auf den Einlass warten.
I have a lot of respect for the entry into the USA. It is like a goodie bag and you never really know what you’ll get. It can go very fast and you can be out after 15 minutes or you can wait hours before you can enter. Read More »
Irma had left her family very early. She wanted to become a dressmaker and in her village it was not possible to learn this profession. Thus she had to go alone to the big city in order to learn this profession. When I met her, she was a very experienced and exceptionally gifted tailor, who could sew everything a woman’s heart could wish for, starting with cute christening dresses for toddlers to seducing nightgowns to fanciful and daring ball gowns.Read More »
My world was alright. My mobile had grown together with me and we were inseparable. I virtuosic played on its keys and it was a great help to me. My life was saved on this little tool. Dates, names, birthdays, passwords, photos, audit recordings; in short, the entire life.Read More »