#two in a series on first time Should any of you have been wondering why I haven’t been posting, I have a good excuse. My husband and I spent 15 days in California. This was the first time for me. The distance from Denmark and the vast difference in nature and size overwhelmed me even from before the departure. Mentally […]
Trying to catch the first memories of my life
An attempt to describe a long travel in life to become the person I am
Jacob Riis an immigrant from Denmark worked tireless to reform living conditions for poor immigrants in New York in the late 1900 century
My aunt’s four boys, my cousins Born in 1921 Aunt Eva would have been 95 years old today the 4th of February had she been alive. My grandmother Asta and her firstborn Eva, May 1921 As a child, I admired my mother’s sister Eva. She was full of humour, and she had four lively boys. Three of them […]
My maternal grandfather Emry 1881-1958 wrote his memories and they are a gold mine in regard to diving into a distant time. I was seven years old when he died. The trip to Paris in 1950 was the first travel abroad for my grandmother and my grandfather’s second. He went to Germany in 1922 with his brother and brother-in-law at […]
Inspired from “The Happy Quitter” with her blog Nonsmokingladybug on a subject called “Pictures can speak loader than words” I would like to share some of the drawings from my childhood about 60 years ago.
I got a new Facebook friend soon after I had left my job as a health visitor in March 2014. She then wrote that “This date four years ago my beloved boyfriend died”. I reacted to that update and we got friends. My husband and I soon went to see her as we normally stay in Copenhagen close to her […]
The Dislikes To see a pregnant and smoking woman in a pedestrian street in my home town Beautiful baroque opera music with singers wearing vulgar costumes “The Fairy Queen” by Henry Purcell People talking loud in their phones on any subject while you hear the counterpart in a bad loud-speaker When at our hotel breakfast room other guests insist […]
Today I happened to read a children’s poem by the famous Scottish writer Robert Louis Stevenson. (1850-94). He lived in Edinburgh and you “can meet him” at the Writers’ Museum in Edinburgh where some of his belongings are shown. His Treasure Island was performed at my oldest boy’s school back in 1986 by pupils from six years’ old to twelve […]
From one Heart to Another 