Here I sit in the former nursery of my sister and stare at the screen. Next, to me my son has cuddled up in the […]
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Silke Porath: The new human being
“What would it be nice if we could see each other now!”, was one of my grandma’s standard phrases when we talked on the phone […]
Continue readingFaith can move the boxwood trees
My neighbor from across the street was a hairdresser in his former life. Today he tweaks his garden. And I mean that literally. Shortly after […]
Continue readingSometimes only thumb sucking helps
I was seventeen years old when my gynecologist told me that I would never have children. Malformed ovaries and the hullabaloo. At 20, the same […]
Continue readingIt´s not always meant to be a building
I was in my early 20s. Free. Uncommitted. I saw the umpteenth repeat of the film “The Bridge on the River Kwai” and was suddenly […]
Continue readingWeather: Fickle. Emotions: set on storm
A book must make you think. It must change your view on life.” Silke PorathSilke Porath lives together with her French husband in their home […]
Continue reading… see you later basket Case!
Seventeen moves and more than forty years the bright red treasure chest has accompanied me. Carved by my grandfather. He, whom I barely knew, lined […]
Continue readingEducation – the way to one’s own thinking
Stubborn. Insulted. Stinky. All this is understated what I felt when my parents told me that after our move to the new house and my […]
Continue readingTo all the shoe lunatics in the world!
Some people never go crazy. What a terrible life they must have”. Silke PorathSilke Porath lives together with her French husband in their home of […]
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