The helicopters are flying heavily today and are reminders on how it all began. I used to work at Storck Barracks in the barber shop, and it was where my journey to the US started. Today the helicopters are flying, circling my window and making me think of how all the things, big and small lead us down one path or another.
The view from my childhood room is a simple one. Although it has nothing special to offer, I have come to enjoy the sight of the old barn. Recently I started to leave the blinds up at night to enjoy the stars, or the moonlight shining into the room. It’s nothing much and yet it brings a feeling of content. I’m getting more comfortable in the house, and little by little I’m putting back together a household that has not been fully functional since Mom’s sickness progressed. Once again Moni, (my cousin) was as a lifesaver and we made huge progress today. Another step closer and things are falling into place.
Is hard to believe that four weeks have past since I arrived. I have resisted little and learned even more to go with the flow. I always believed life to be easier this way, and it has become even more obvious how important this virtue truly is to me. In other observance, I believe that my time here has taught me to appreciate the little things even more and I love it. The simplest things, such as a smile from Mom, walking down memory lane with her and singing old tunes, are the most treasured gifts these days, and I’m glad I came to Germany when I did. Mom is stable now, but was close to dying. I think she knows how close she came, and this near death experience has changed her for the better.