To the women I love

To the women I love

To the women, who inspire me

To the women encouraging other women

To the women raising daughters and sons

To the mothers, granddaughters, sisters, cousins, nieces out there

To the strong women

To the weak women (you are strong too)

To the men supporting women to be strong and independent

To all women however young or old you might be

To the fathers of daughters, grandfathers of granddaughters, brothers of sisters, cousins of coursins, uncles of nieces, nepfews of uncles…

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“I remember” – the speech I did not give

Stain AngelOn the 23rd of February 2016, my mother passed away. Exactly one month ago. Just in case the opportunity would have arisen at her funeral for a little speech (I held a speech at my grandmother’s funeral), I sat down and jotted down a few words in honour of my mother. Today, I want to recopy them and finally share them with the world. 


I want to share some memories of Nicola, who accompanied me for the first 27 years 6 months and 3 days of my life. I’ll start from the beginning…

Dear Nicola,

I remember how you and Moritz were having a mud fight, that I was not very fond of… this must be one of my earliest memories

I remember sitting inside of the basket that you had on the back of your bike.

To stay with biking, a passion you seemed to have, I remember how you ran after me while you taught me how to ride my own bike (I was a little short of 3 years old).

I remember your marriage, sorry, I was a bit of a pest.

I remember how you would meet me on the way home from school, when I was playing instead of walking home. Sorry for all those unnecessary worries. Continue reading ““I remember” – the speech I did not give”