With all naturalness. So it was to share everything, including housework. Jesus, Mary and me. All the little things that are done because they are to be made. Rinse the tea cups e.g. Because you want to fill them again. Clean up the kitchen and the rest of the house. There were no discussions. It …
It had rained during the night. Once again. It was getting into the day. Once again. The fire crackled in the fireplace. The youth began to move, to move more. When they were too far away from each other, they began to make plaintive noises. Hope brought them back. It was as if they wanted …
I had spent the night in front of the fireplace on the couch at the side of the bitch and her babies. Again, and again I put her food down and she hardly seemed to get full. The little ones awoke, drank and fell asleep again. They had a place in the warm and feed. …
„What are you thinking about?“, Mary asked me, as she handed me a cup of tea and sat with her to me in front of the fireplace. „How can you really celebrate Christmas, the feast of life for all, with a woman in the center and at the same time telling her she’s not worth …
„Christmas is only nice with children,“ I heard again and again. But even more often, how much stress that means and how much you look forward to it when the hustle and bustle was finally over again. And so I sat at home and thought, why do you do it all then, especially when there …
Pippa was now 14 years old and knew about the manner of reproduction in mammals. So, it was clear she needed a male and a female if she wanted to have babies, but when she came home from school that Wednesday morning, earlier than planned, she was wronged. The first thing she noticed was that …
Pippa sat in the meadow and let the summer sun warm her. Why not? Only a few days left the summer holidays so that she could enjoy life to the fullest. Beside her was a book lying open in the meadow, but she had set it aside to continue where she had stopped reading, while …
