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Hot Pretzels. Cool Saxophone.
Some days, I just want to disappear into something simple… you know… flour, water, salt, and sugar! Baking has always felt like therapy to me: the kind you don’t have to explain to anyone. This time it was pretzels. I didn’t plan anything special – just a slow, afternoon, a warm oven, and the sound Continue reading
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Four Years Later: Remembering My Mom
Today marks four years since my mom passed away. Four years and yet it feels like it happened yesterday. Her death was sudden, shocking, and completely flipped the world my dad and I knew. She had been having health issues during Covid, and because of the pandemic, she couldn’t get the care she desperately needed. Continue reading
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Words, Connection, and My Mom’s Legacy
I made my first vlog — something completely new for me. I actually love speaking in public, so that’s not an issue at all. It’s just that, like many INFJs, I often feel that my words come across more clearly and beautifully on paper than they do out loud. Still, I wanted to challenge myself to Continue reading
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From Germany, With Love: A Cozy Breakfast to Begin
When I was a child, the smell of warm rolls and strong coffee in the morning meant only one thing, my mother was making something special. She was born and raised in Reiskirchen, a small town in the Hessen region of Germany, where traditions ran deep and breakfast wasn’t just a meal, it was a Continue reading
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Recovery: A Journey of Patience and Resilience
It’s been a long and challenging road, and I still have four more weeks of recovery ahead of me. Each day brings a mix of hope and frustration. I want to move forward, but my body is reminding me that I need to be patient. The restrictions placed on me are tough to live with, Continue reading
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The Lost German Girl: A Haunting Reminder of History
There’s an old film clip from the end of World War II that I can’t stop thinking about. It’s known as The Lost German Girl, and it shows a young woman walking alone down a war-torn road, surrounded by soldiers. Her face is bruised, her hair is messy, and she looks exhausted, completely worn down Continue reading
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The Inheritance of Ash and Earth
I was born from ruin, from hunger,a child of sorrow stitched from the remnants of history,woven together with the thread of survival.From the bones of a world broken and reformed,I rose, carrying the weight of two broken pastsand the hope of something that could heal the cracks between them.A body made from ghosts,an echo of Continue reading
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A Love Letter to Spice
I didn’t grow up with spice. My mom, born and raised in Germany, considered a lot of black pepper too bold, a reckless gamble on an otherwise perfectly balanced dish. Our meals were careful, deliberate, steeped in history. Vinegar for brightness, cloves for warmth, paprika for depth. Butter melted into broth, softening the sharp edges Continue reading
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