There is something special about living in a place where forests meet farms. Our town feels like it is wrapped in fresh air, with apple trees scattered almost everywhere you turn. It is quiet, yet not completely cut off from the world since the autobahn is just five minutes away. That balance of peace and… Continue reading Evening Walks in Our Little Town
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Chasing Bubbles, Catching Time
It’s Sunday today, and the sky outside is grey. I’m not sure what it’s like where you are, but here, the forecast says this gloomy stretch will linger until Tuesday. The rain comes and goes—light showers passing through, leaving everything damp. Sometimes the sun peeks out for a moment, but not long enough to dry… Continue reading Chasing Bubbles, Catching Time
Workaholic: A Word That Defines Me
If there’s one word that describes me, my husband would say it’s workaholic. He didn’t even hesitate when I asked. It was an instant response, almost as if he had been waiting for the question. At first, I laughed. Then, I thought about it. He’s right. I throw myself into my work with an intensity… Continue reading Workaholic: A Word That Defines Me
