Dec 31, 2009
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Dec 24, 2009
But in my birthplace
The flowers still smell
my father sent me this yesterday and it means so much to me,coming from him.
i had a lot to learn this year ( see previous posts ), but a few things stuck:
i am a lot stronger than i thought.
one can find consolation in so many things you wouldn`t believe it.
laughter really is the best medicine.
it never hurts to believe in yourself.
Dec 23, 2009
Dec 22, 2009
Dec 20, 2009
word of the year: LEARNING
Dec 19, 2009
Dec 14, 2009
the only workshop i went to in 2009 was also the best one because it meant so much to me.
Dec 13, 2009
Dec 12, 2009
Dec 11, 2009
Dec 7, 2009
Dec 5, 2009
Nov 19, 2009
Nov 12, 2009
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Nov 3, 2009
Oct 29, 2009
Oct 25, 2009
Oct 22, 2009
my dear friend jörg (http://www.fockele.com) sent me this jellyfish. i love its colours, its seeming weightlessness, its elegance, the way it floats.
it`s calm and smooth and silky and vibrant while the weather outside is grey and depressing. now that i`m the scottish patient, i don`t do depressing anymore:)
Oct 20, 2009
this went on for one and a half weeks and i got used to it,which is terrible,but true. she was always there, behind the wall.
and then, one afternoon, she was gone. and it was quiet and i had longed for that quietness, for some peace,but now it seemed wrong. they told me she had been transferred to another ward and that she was okay, whatever that means in hospital vocabulary.
i never saw her face.
the titanscrews in my back are unfamiliar, i have to get used to them, used to walking straight without limping,used to relaxing my shoulders, used to having faith in my body. the doctor said " i`m not giving you a new back, i am repairing the one fate gave you " so easy, so hard.
at home, things are difficult. i need a lot of help,but every day brings new achievements. small steps, every day more steps.
the sun is shining for me and the colours of the leaves are beautiful.my son combing my hair is beautiful. the first shower after the hospital was beautiful, the warm water pouring down my skin, the steam, the smell of the lovely shower cream someone gave me. all new.
Jan 20, 2009
im fernsehen weinen alle vor glück,das kind weint nicht,es freut sich über aretha franklin`s hut,über die überdimensionale graue schleife.
trotz verpassten törtchen bei albrechts heute,trotz kranker kinder und kopfschmerzen- ein grosser und schöner tag.