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  • Home is Where your loved ones are~ Germany

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    The best part of every adventure is , for me, the coming back home moment. I always long to go but I long ever more to come back. Home is such a place of safety, recharge and warmth. When you are lucky enough to have someone there that you can’t wait to hug, then it’s…

  • To Long For Belonging

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    Land has this mysterious way of pulling at your soul, of beckoning you home, and for our young daughter, this land is Germany. The longer we expatriate in China, the mightier that tug. She dreams of the family, the colors, the fresh air, the sounds and smells of a land she feels a strong belonging to despite…

  • Slowing Down Time with Crafts

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    In a world of texting, emailing, and ‘elf yourself’ video cards sent around for Christmas, it is so amazingly soothing to go back to basic crafts and to spend hours cutting, coloring, gluing and handwriting Christmas cards for loved ones. I suspect that as we speed into the future, taking the time to be invested in…

  • Holding on to innocence~

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    As my little girl grows up, I watch with quiet desperation how her innocence begins to recede to the background. The old simple jokes that made her laugh again and again are now silly, the complete freedom with which she skipped all over the world and its problems is beginning to allow bits of worry…

  • Day Three Hundred Seven, November 25, 2011

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    Another orbit around the sun is about to be completed yet again and I have the sense it is moving too fast. I don’t know if you measure the year like Lea and I do with events, important happenings, like birthdays, first day of summer, school beginning and ending, Christmas… But having these markers along…

  • Day Two Hundred Seven, August 17, 2011

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    Do you remember those days of summer when you were so young that worries could never find you? Do you remember your little projects of mud pies, berry picking, swimming, running around barefoot all day long, playing hide and seek, splashing in puddles, making fairy gardens, creating your own ice cream with all sorts of…

  • Day Two Hundred Two, August 12, 2011

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    A word that is born in children and lives in their very essence. They zip through their first years with a great hunger to learn, to be, to run, to eat, to play, to see, to experience and they do that with a great intensity. And we often catch ourselves asking: “where do they get…

  • Day One Hundred Forty Three, June 14, 2011

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      Lea arrived to Shanghai in 2006 when she was just 2 years old. Since then China has been a new home to her. I often think about the influence that this move will have later on her life as an adult, growing up multilingual, mixing with different cultures, being a foreigner away from home;…

  • Day One Hundred Twenty Six, May 28, 2011

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    She woke up early on the day of her 7th birthday and ran to my bed declaring “I have dreamt that I  was being swallowed by a giant clock!” And isn’t time like that? Isn’t it a ruthless giant clock that ticks and keeps on ticking whether we like it or not, whether we are…

  • Day One Hundred Twenty Two, May 24, 2011

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    Little girls love glitz! It is that time again! When Lea and I go a bit nuts preparing her birthday party. This year will be just as glitzy, thanks to Shanghai markets where we can find all sorts of wild props. The countdown to Saturday afternoon begins, when Lea will turn a big ‘7’ !!…