So we arrive at the playground. Actually, I expect that my girlfriend’s big daughter immediately throws in the action, because there are already ten children on the playground, so there is a rich selection of play-along-opportunites. But she jumps from the kiddyboard and sits down on the next best bench. „Sweetheart, Mom would rather sit …
After she has feasted on my contrition long enough, she continues: „I have the milk powder, in a tin, with the necessary portioning spoons. Furthermore, I have to take a thermos bottle with boiled, hot, germ-free water, because the little ones are so vulnerable, especially the stomach, and then another bottle of boiled cold water. …
But even more impressive than the joy of moving a three-year-old is what the mother strappes onto her back, the wrap-around backpack. „Thank goodness I’ve already packed that yesterday“, says my girlfriend and heaves the heavy bag on her back. „The last time I camp,“ I think to myself, „I also had so much luggage …
I’m leaving the house for a variety of reasons. Among other things, probably to see how the other people do so with their lives when they leave the house and enter public space and always seize a piece of it. Of course, because the human being has a three-dimensional extent, i.e. in length, width and …
Christian sat down on the couch. Martinique on the ground. She always did that when she wanted to think fully. Connectedness. And if it was just the floor of a room. „It used to be a mystery, a secret,“ Martinique began, communicating her thoughts, „then people discovered the mystery, demystified it. We now know about …
„You’re beautiful,“ I say, amazed, as you turn to the mirror. Your blue summer dress has no wearer, and I realize that the little girl you were just a young woman has become. Your body is now more than a hint, a promise, it has fully unfolded, and your laughter permeates the house.
