Where Did My Summer Go?

In January, I started posting about “My 12 new months of purpose” -as so often full of plans, looking into the future with high expectations. I enjoyed writing my monthly reports until June, when there was just not much to reveal.

The Running Slippers

The other day a shoe ran by me -it had a puppy attached. The sliding glass door was open, it all happened so quickly. Still trying to wake up, I wasn’t fast enough, or perhaps I took my time, after all, it wasn’t my shoe.

Controllusion

Your Beliefs
Your attitude
Your thoughts
Your perspective
How honest you are

The Moment He Became My Dog

It was almost midnight, the house and the neighborhood were dark and quiet, and everybody was asleep, beside us. I held him in my arms, he sighed and put his head on my shoulder. When I turned to look at him, he lifted his head, and when we looked into each other’s eyes, I knew a part of my heart belonged now to him.

Thank You, Shoes!

Just the other day I pulled a staple out of my sneakers. The sole had taken the abuse and had protected my feet from getting hurt. I thanked my shoes for doing such a good job and it felt odd at first. Who in the right state of mind, says THANK YOU to the shoes?

We Are Unfit To Adopt A Dog

When the lady told me on the phone that we cannot adopt a dog, because we don’t fulfill the shelter’s requirements, I was stunned. Sometimes the past comes back with a vengeance, this was one of the times. We have fought so hard to keep our dogs. It hurt me. It also showed me once again how much bureaucracy and strict rules can hurt the actual cause.

An American By Choice

USA and Austria

I am not a migrant. I am a first-generation love immigrant who followed her heart -and the man who was holding it captive. I came to America from a wealthy West-European country, a land that granted fantastic healthcare to everybody. I didn’t know what co-pay was, could get my teeth fixed, my eyes checked, and had a yearly physical from an early age.

Feeling Ashamed of My Action!

To become old and wise at an older age, you first have to be young and silly first. I was young and very silly but not just that, there were times when I was arrogant and full of myself, phases when I thought I know it all. I looked down at people, not a conscious choice I made, it just happened. The arrogance of the youth.

Thirty Soldiers in My Workroom

A last-minute call from the township we live in. They asked me to sew banners. People had ordered them to honor their loved ones who served in the armed forces of the United States. The banners will be displayed on street lamps from Memorial Day through Veterans Day to both, celebrate, and remind the community of their dedication to our country.

What’s there to sew on a banner? I wondered.

Arriving in Yourself

I often had the feeling that I didn’t fit into this world. The feeling that the people I was surrounded by were somehow different from me, that they had completely different lifestyles, values, or views than I did, and that I did not SEE myself in any of them.