We wander into a field, all covered with snow. We shape snowballs and throw them at each other, landing nasty, painful strikes. We make a snowman, one that looks like a gruesome chimera of bear and Tyrannosaurus Rex. Afterwards, there is Glühwein at the Christmas … Continue readingChimera
You are sitting in that small room, almost a vigil for the living and the frail. This woman sleeping in the bed, she is not well. She does not seem to want to recover; you fear she is giving up. Every day passes more slowly … Continue readingFix you
The singers are at the door. Not three wise men but a quartet of sweet children. Two young kings and two young queens, like the Pevensie children at the end of their first Narnian adventure. Their voices are angelsong and my German landlord rewards their … Continue readingEpiphany
It changed my life. (Now, how often does one get to use that sentence and have it be true?) I remember trying my best not to say goodbye. I have never lived abroad before. A trip down south to Singapore, a beach vacation in Phuket, … Continue readingMunich
Those days I seemed to know who I was. Those days had me laughing like I never knew how to laugh before. (I must forgotten how, since.) Those days were the worst, and the best, of days, for I recall each and every one of … Continue readingThose days
1. The beautiful weekend It’s Silvester (German for New Year’s Eve) in three days’ time and the gang decides that ringing in Das Neujahr in Berlin is a really good idea. The only problem is we’re in Munich and travel is very expensive during the … Continue readingChanging trains