Tag: daughter
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The Red Umbrella Dance~
We had no plan that evening, just the sea, the sand, and the last light of day brushing everything with warmth. My daughter picked up the red umbrella we had carried for shade earlier, and without a word, she stepped into the water and began to dance with the wind. It was one of those…
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Daily Coffee Talk~ 65/365
Hi everyone, wherever you may be, I hope that everyone is doing well in the midst of all the uncertainty that swirls around us on planet earth these days. At the end of the day, we all have so much to be grateful for. Here is my list of 10 for today: *whatever created me…
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Daily Coffee Talk~53/365
Hi again, Today I decided to create a small animation from a favourite photograph of mine simply to wish you a bright weekend, a better tomorrow, an a healthy year. This is especially dedicated to my beautiful daughter Lea, who sits in quarantine upstairs, and I miss her so much. The hand in the image…
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Morning Coffee Talk~26/364
Good Morning, Every year since my daughter was a small child, we visited this forest near the town of Xanten in Germany. This year was no exception. I always walked with her there and upon arrival we stopped and took a moment to greet the forest. One hand on a tree and she still recognises…
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Discovering the ladder of understanding~
This morning I was driving my daughter to her weekend Chinese class and we had a very interesting conversation. She was complaining about her inability to always find interest in continuing to learn Chinese whilst living in Germany and this took us to musings about the human brain and how we, humans have so much…
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On Possession~
Possessions: What do we really, truly possess? We think of possessions as things we plan and hope on keeping permanently, and the more we have the more we want to collect. But in the end, does it really matter? Maybe we can call them temporary belongings, because that is all they are. When we leave…
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Why do we forget?~
If we were asked to recall the events of the last 5 minutes, we can play them back in our minds where they are recorded almost perfectly. Then if we were asked that same question a year later, all details become blurry and most of the story is lost. Why is that? Why do memories…
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Daring to face the unknown~
The more we learn, the less we know. As we open doors to unknown territory with our questions, (as we quest more ions), we realize how much more there is to know. A beautiful day on the beach is a starry night at a different time of the day and what seems to be truth…
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The gift that keeps on giving~
When you have your first child you become privy to the most well guarded secret: you have just signed on for the most important and permanent job of your life. It looks so easy. Everyone does it. Our parents did it. Our friends and neighbors seem to do it. And then your child arrives! I…
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In distant dreams~
I was going through my archives of hundreds of thousands of photographs as one often does, when I came across this image of my daughter when she was 4 years old running through the cedars of Lebanon and it made me catch my breath. She is now 13, and time has tricked us all again.…