My Fascination of a Father- Child Relationship

I have always loved to observe fathers and their children and big brothers and their smaller siblings.
I have always loved to observe fathers and their children and big brothers and their smaller siblings.
Originally posted on From one Heart to Another:
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Do Not Disturb.” This past Sunday my father would have been 95 years old. I now think about him with warm feelings, but it’s been a long way to come to that. I have mentioned my relation to him in a post called “My Long…
Looking back 60-80 years at families with small children in the streets of Copenhagen
#WeekendCoffeeShare 29 May If we were having coffee I would tell you that I have been very occupied finding old catalogues on former days’ prams or baby carriers. My whole life I have been fascinated by the designs of these useful things from especially the forties and the fifties. In my research I was lucky to find a few catalogues […]
The last five years I have developed a daughter like friendship with a young woman Stephanie whose mother had postnatal depression and later got psychosis. I met her as she was among a group of friends with my second son while he was still studying. I was very attracted to her because she seemed much more mature than what is typical for being […]
I have updated this post originally published December 30, 2014 We didn’t have television until the beginning of the sixties. One day my parents and my twin brother and I were watching something. Suddenly Montgomery is seen in his open car coming slowly through a street in Copenhagen with four British soldiers on motorbikes at each side of the […]
Link to original article from B.B.C. on Why Finnish babies sleep in a cardboard box? For 75 years, Finland’s expectant mothers have been given a box by the state. It’s like a starter kit of clothes, sheets and toys that can even be used as a bed. And some say it helped Finland make one of the world’s lowest […]
“After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.” ― Aldous Huxley, Music at Night and Other Essays My childhood My teenage time The present time When I was a child in the fifties, I was put to bed very early at nights. Our parents were very strict on that, and there were no exceptions. The television had not yet […]
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Do Not Disturb.” This past Sunday, my father would have been 95 years old. I now think about him with warm feelings, but it’s been a long way to come to that. I have mentioned my relation to him in a post called “My Long Journey to Overcome Fear.” He was born […]
I reach out and take part in this blogging Event called “Wheresmybackpack“? I like to travel and to find motives worth remembering. This weekend I was in Copenhagen, the Capital of Denmark. We have a lot of old and new buildings to be “put in order and kept” in a blog post. Kastellet is an old military citadel still […]