Confirmation and a mishap
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Okay, everyone, I am getting ready for the flightâ€¦I thinkâ€¦
My youngest brother Dominik, aged 16, had his confirmation this weekend, so I went to my hometown Nackenheim, south of
So much has changed since then, I feel like I am searching for answers more than ever. Whatever this confirmation means to each individual, it is a ritual of growing up, of taking responsibility for yourself and for others in this world. At the same time we are reminded that we are not alone in what we do.
My dadâ€™s not being with us physically was a tremendous pain, during the gospel I cried when I realized that it was the exact same as the funeralâ€™s gospel. There are so many moments when I am reminded of him. I feel him inside me and I feel him around me, but it is still so hard to accept. My grandma, his mother, was sitting beside me during the mass and we held hands.
The rest of the weekend was spent with family and friends, talking, eating cake and saying good-bye for the next three months.
And now to the mishap: Yesterday, while sitting in the garden with my friend Thomas, I stood up and wanted to look at the tree tops. While figuring out a way not to wet my socks on the lawn (yes, taking them off would have been a great idea!), I was walking close to the car port that was only built last year. It has a sharp and pointed triangle coming out about the height of my head. I did not see it at all, was walking a little stooped over and when I straightened up, I hit my head right in the middle with full force.
Have been busy doing some paperwork this morning and will see some more friends today.
The next blog entry will be about my packing adventuresâ€¦probably tomorrow night.