Thursday, May 22, 2014
Long due update
Saturday, May 04, 2013
Rides and Bikes
12 pm
Sunny warm spring day
Hello everyone,
yesterday was a day of revelation. Nothing great but it helped make me feel comfortable again.
I had a good early shift and because of a quick change in shift for the weekend, I would be able to go to the movies. Iron Man 3 is an awesome movie with great special effects, action and humor. Some people say going to watch a movie on your own is no fun, but I enjoy it. And afterwards I took my bike home.
Not my scooter, but my bike. Last week I've started biking again. It's silly, really, because when I was a teen I took my bike to go everywhere. School, groceries, movies and to meet friends. Sometime just for a ride to get some air. Nowadays, I take my scooter. Not much exercise in that.
So, last week I fixed it up again and started to bike to work when I have late shift. And I can tell you, it wasn't fun in the beginning. I was huffing and puffing. Still am, but not as hard and I enjoy the small hills in between as a challenge. And the moments in which I bike and actually breath normal are the greatest.
The best side effect is feeling good when I reach my destination. It's a great rush to know that I managed to get from point A to B.
The ride after the movie was great. Berlin at night is quite the sight and I really missed the sounds of a city at night, mixed with the warm air and rush of the wind.
About 6 weeks left till I get to see my husband again. Yes, I miss him greatly, but my friends and family, as well as my work, provide enough of a distraction. We send Whats App messages to each other daily and Skype every weekend. I can hardly wait to be held in his arms again, look into his eyes (not into a screen) and just be with him.
So, lunch is almost ready. Green asparagus with (low-fat) Hollandaise sauce and grilled salmon.
Then off to work on my bike.
Much love and a great weekend to all of you,
Andrea
Monday, February 11, 2013
February Delights
1 pm
Ice cold and cloudy
Dear readers,
yes, the husband made it :-). He got here on Saturday and is staying till next Monday. For some it might be a short week. For us it's time well spend with each other.
We were at a party at Patty's house that Saturday. Had great food, music and talks.
We spend the most part of Sunday on the couch. Relaxing. But as it is with me, I had to get moving a little, so we decided to go for a little walk at the Friedrichshain Park. It was icy but felt good to be out and about.
Plans for the week, you ask? Not many. Museum. Coffee and Cake with friends. Spend Valentines Day with each other.
Short excerpt of what is going on right now. Read you soon :-).
Friday, January 11, 2013
MIssing, Holding and Missing
Monday, November 12, 2012
Wedding, Challenges, Christmas soon
Monday, August 13, 2012
Family, Weddings and Distances
Monday, May 07, 2012
California Dreams
Sunday, November 06, 2011
Bronchitis, Antibiotic and Hallmark
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Story To Be Told
Berlin, Germany
Cold autumn day
07:00 pm
Hello Readers,
Many of you know about this already, but I feel like writing it down.
12 years ago, during the times of AOL, I contacted a young American to ask about the life of a teenager in the States. School, hobbies and family. He was willing and answered all my questions. I thanked him and logged off. We talked again and again and slowly a friendship began. His name was Victor, he lived in California. A short time after, I went to the States, even to California, but was too afraid to loose the precious friendship we had build, so we didn't meet at that time.
He would sometimes send a package, with sweets (I didn't even remember telling him that I like Rice Krispy Treats). His mom once send me a scarf for my birthday, hand knitted.
Often we didn't talk for weeks, but just when it felt right, both of us were online.
Now, after a 12 year waiting period, he finally came to visit.
And no, it wasn't like in the movie: seeing each other at the airport, eyes meeting, falling into each other’s arms and boom.
He missed his flight, we missed each other, his bag was lost, I had to work the first 4 nights and had to get my male cat *fixed*. But it turned out alright. We fit. Very well. We love to kiss, especially each other. Talking is a big part of it as well. Just going on long walks. Sitting on park benches and breathing.
He loves how I smell, that I have a sense of humor and that I am a smart and independent woman.
I love his sarcasm, the way he enjoys food and how soft his touch is.
How the story ends, you ask. It doesn't. We both decided to giv
e us a big try. Yes, I know, but it's 9096,56 km between the two of you. So what. Some people sleep next to each other and no plane can bridge the distance between them. What could I possibly loose? It feels right.
In April I will fly to the States. Meet his familia. I am very much looking forward to that.
Much love to all of you.
Good night

Sunday, April 10, 2011
Uncertainties
Friday, March 04, 2011
Cooking
Sunday, December 19, 2010
Winter Wonderland
Potsdam, Germany
06:00pm
Winter is here
Hey guys,
I am sorry for not blogging for quite some time.
This year has been filled with joy and changes.
For those who don’t know yet, I will be moving back to Berlin by the end of January 2011 because I was able to get a new job. I will be working at the German Heart Center in Berlin as a so called jumper. Meaning I will be worked into 3 different wards (Children’s ICU, Children’s IMC and ICU).
I am very much excited about it, though also a bit sad to leave my current work family. It amazed me how many people actually are wishing me all the best, that I’ll be missed and not to forget them. The current pediatric nursing class stepped up to me, thanked me and wished me well with a hand-made card. I was pretty much close to tears. Some parents also thanked me. It is amazing how many people you touch – I feel so grateful that there are so many amazing people in my life.
My new apartment will be one floor underneath her apartment. I am so excited!
A couple of month ago I started to learn German sign language. This has interested me for a long time. When I was a kid I met my great, great uncle Günther, who had lost his hearing when he was a child. He was able to sign some and taught me. During the next year I helped him with official visits, banking problems and translated as much as I could. He got distant around fall, I confronted him and he told me off very harshly. So, we turned away. I’ve regretted that ever since. He’d been pushing us away because he didn’t want us to hurt too much when he died. He killed himself that December.
Ever since then I wanted to learn sign language, some of my ambition was guilt I guess. I want to be able to sign, to be able to communicate. Not just a little but a lot. The other part of it is to learn, to be able to communicate with many more people. Through the course I have met 3 more amazing people. One of them is Daniel, our teacher. Daniel is deaf, though able to speak and lip read. He is very smart and has a wicked sense of humor. As you might have noticed, I am quite taken with him.
Yesterday was my annually Christmas party. A lot of friends have been there, as well as my mom and her partner. The food was good, the company even better. This really is what Christmas is all about. Being with friends and family, spreading love and joy.
Please don’t forget to remember those who have no family or friends or joy at Christmas. Go out gift a homeless with a hot tea and a sandwich, donate clothes or money, call a friend that you haven’t contacted for a while, if you believe in a God, pray for those in need. Sometimes all it takes is to gift someone with a smile.
I wish all of you a joyous Christmas season. Arrive safely in the New Year. Stay healthy. Find love, give love.
Yours,
Andrea
Sunday, August 08, 2010
Family
08:00 pm
Warm, sun is leaving
I have decided to let the feelings settle.You asked for more and here it is.
A couple of weeks ago I visited my great aunt in Teschendorf, which is a small village close to Berlin. I used to spend summers here with my great grand ma. A lot has changed, but some things stay the same. Like the old wooded gate to the barn.


Much love,