Tag: <span>Parents</span>

How Bad Childhood Memories Sabotage Your Success in Life - ConsciousOwl.com

It felt like a flood gate had been opened. Tears were running down my cheeks. Long forgotten emotions and memories rolled over me like waves. April 1st, for many just April Fools Day, for me a reminder of the woman who gave birth to me. She would have been 91 yesterday.

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When Fatherhood and Your Debut Novel Coincide | Literary Hub

A Stork, probably blinded by ice and snow flying through the European Alps without a GPS system, finally dropped me at the house of my parents 56 years ago.

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Umstrittene Audi-Werbung (Ausschnitt): "Wir entschuldigen uns aufrichtig für dieses unsensible Bild"

A little girl, cute as she can be, with the confidence of a toddler, leaning against an Audi Sport RS4. Beautiful picture that backfired, because we live at a time where any kind of normal is just no longer possible.

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September 21, 1980 - Campaign '80 And the Empty Chair - Past Daily ...

“Mama said we are Republicans,” one of my helpers told me the other day and I could not help but smile. “How old were you?” I asked curiously and he said he didn’t know. Somewhere in between child and teenager, he became a Republican, because his mother said they were.

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Could it be that simple? Kids and teachers in Thailand wear special hats, which make sure that they keep the necessary distance.  I love the idea for many reasons. First of all, I can see that it illustrates distance in a way a child will understand.

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Trilogy for My Father

IMPRINTS (Part 1 of Trilogy for My Father)

His shoes by the front door make me cry,
like his glasses resting atop an
unfinished crossword
and his toothbrush in its holder
the bristles still damp.
And I wonder…

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In a few years, the little girl will ask Alexa to help her with her homework and while I don’t comprehend (anymore) I find the idea very appealing. Where was Alexa when I grew up?

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Last night I sat in the dark; tears were rolling down my cheeks. I don’t cry often. If I do, then it’s because of a book or a movie. When a story touches my heart, that’s when I cry. I can’t help it, it’s a defense mechanism I suppose. 

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I always have great projects in my workroom, but some are just more special than others. It’s either the past, which speaks to me through the pieces, or I fall head over heels in love with customers and their story. 

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