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Here in North America, it’s Santa who delivers the presents. When I was little, back in Germany, it was all different. On Christmas Eve, in the late afternoon, us children were sent to our rooms, not come out until we were called. Baby Jesus was on his way, and a loud noise, a nosey look…
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This morning at breakfast, my 11 year old son mentioned that he found out that out of 30 children in his class, only him and 6 other children have a nightly dinner together at a table. I was baffled. We live in a very family-oriented neighbourhood, where a lot of women are stay-at-home moms and…
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About 2 years ago, my father-in-law was diagnosed with Alzheimers. It was a big blow to all of us. He was 82 at the time, a fun-loving cockney Englishman through and through, and a proud veteran. November 11th was always his favourite holiday – he’d put on his uniform, go down to the local Legion,…
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Last night I went for my usual 30 minute power walk. When I started doing them, I’d leave before dinner, or while dinner was in the oven, and it was still daylight. Now with the change of seasons, my walks are in the dark. I usually walk on sidewalks, in fairly well light areas around…
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A blog? What is it for? I suppose, a long time ago someone came up with the saying “An apple a day keeps the doctor away.” Now I could use this same saying and translate into this day and age, and it would sound something like “A blogpost a day keeps the psychiatrist away.” Blogging…
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Sometimes, you take pictures, and at the end of the day, you just want to delete them all. And then run the SD card through a shredder, just to make sure they’re really gone. You realize that your photography is mediocre at best, and the neighbour’s kid across the street probably has more good shots…
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Karin Nelson 