Tag Archives: Father

Bright eyes

Looking into the mirror in the bathroom some hours ago a situation came into my mind that happened many years ago but the meaning of which I haven’t really recognized until this very moment: In my twenties I had a … Continue reading

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Remember a father

When I read ” Time of Troubles”, I could not help but notice how much we are connected. We all come from different places and backgrounds. We have different stories, challenges and personalities – and yet, we are inseparable. Today … Continue reading

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