On Friday, we welcomed a new member of the family to the world.
Such small fingers, feet and such a lovely voice and face.
I sure hope, that the two older siblings will keep up their love for him and never cease to be good teachers for him.
I guess, the five year old is not really happy about it, being very rebellious and testing his borders with me in a very strict way.
The seven year old just was happy and did not want to part with the newly arrived little brother.
Today, they will come home, and start the new routine(s) with one more in the apartment.
A move will be in the very near future, since their present place is very crowded.
Pictures might follow, if I get some.
Monday, March 14, 2011
Sunday, March 06, 2011
the "machine" we have in us ...
... what it can do best is thinking, fretting over things, making the illusions it constructs in our heads get real, it feels like it anyways, what feels?
why write that?
well .. hubs has bought a motorbike, he is out at the moment, doing a test ride after twenty years just pedalling or going by car.
He is gone almost an hour, should a test ride last that long?
well, he needed to get to the station for gas, and then, ... well, what then. Where does he go? will there be crazy people, endangering him?
Will he be O.k.? Do I hear the ambulance? what happened?!?
... You know where this leads to, yes?
... he came in this second, and in that moment, I realize, he had to bring the seller of the motor bike home. He might have done that right away, without coming up to me, telling me about it.
All the fretting, what was it worth?
I should have not needed it.
Unnecessary, why do we do stuff like that?
why write that?
well .. hubs has bought a motorbike, he is out at the moment, doing a test ride after twenty years just pedalling or going by car.
He is gone almost an hour, should a test ride last that long?
well, he needed to get to the station for gas, and then, ... well, what then. Where does he go? will there be crazy people, endangering him?
Will he be O.k.? Do I hear the ambulance? what happened?!?
... You know where this leads to, yes?
... he came in this second, and in that moment, I realize, he had to bring the seller of the motor bike home. He might have done that right away, without coming up to me, telling me about it.
All the fretting, what was it worth?
I should have not needed it.
Unnecessary, why do we do stuff like that?
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