The Great Day of Prayer

In Denmark we have many Bank Holidays in the spring. Not many people are actively Christians but they would be reluctant to see these holidays cancelled. One of these special days is this so-called “Great Day of Prayer” this Friday 30 days after Easter. The day before on Thursday evening we have a tradition is that you get warm fresh […]

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Celebration of Liberty

4 May 1945 at 8.35 p.m. was the moment where the message from the Free London Press was read aloud in the Danish radios. Those who lived and heard it will never forget and we who were born in the years afterwards still become very moved when listening to that speaker’s voice. He was suddenly interrupted as the message from […]

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Two Brothers and Two Sisters

Lawrence (1899) and  John (1906) were born in Iowa and North Dakota, respectively by immigrants from Denmark. Their father and mother, two small sisters, came to the States to seek new possibilities for a better life in 1893. This immigrant Peder Jorgensen, who went to the States in 1893, is my husband’s great-grandfather’s brother.  Henry, my husband and  Leah are third cousins, […]

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The Royal Theatre in Copenhagen 

From La Sylphide 2011 at the Danish Royal Ballet photo from the brochure

It’s the World’s Live Ballet Day and our royal ballet sent a “live” scene from the “Giselle” production. The ballet master Nicolaj Hübbe instructed two male solo dancers in their part in one of the acts. The studio is small and is the place where many famous ballets were created under the roof of the theatre.   When my parents […]

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15 years ago

Let social media inspire you     https://mobile.twitter.com/USATODAY/status/774242852146524160   I was at a parking lot in my home town Herning in Denmark. Time with us was five p.m and I sat in my car just wanting to hear the news. That was when the Western world shook and the terror attacks on the World Trade Center happened. The reporters voice was trembling and my life came on a halt. Personally I went through a very tough time with especially my youngest boy who would turn fifteen in October 2001. He had problems due to having experimenting with cannabis and maybe other things too. I think he never felt at home after we had moved to Denmark six years earlier and he like my other children had been neglected by their father who sometimes showed them attention and at other times treated them cruelly. Years of attrition on my life had also made me fail in many ways especially in not being able to communicate properly with my children in their teens. I felt the heavy burden from the terror attack and that it meant a boundary had been crossed at the same time where I would have to search for my son early and late. The next morning I was awakened at five o’clock by the local police and the kind police officer asked me if I knew that my son was at a room for homeless people in Herning. […]

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