Midlife

Crisis
Lebenstreppe, anonym bei F. Campe, Nürnberg

Nobody wants to fall into that hole

It comes out of nowhere. And it does not go away quickly. Depression. Those who recognise things and put them into words grow stronger. Make more conscious decisions. Leave fewer things unresolved. In Germany, it is still a taboo, seen as a weakness, a lasting risk. I wish it were like Norway, where a prime minister could return to office after taking “time out” because of “burnout” – and even be elected again many years later.

(Source: Kjell Magne Bondevik, Wikipedia)

Looking down into a deep, dark abyss between steep rock faces
created with ChatGPT
Video sent instead of invitation cards as an invitation to the civil wedding

From the registrar’s speech in Pottenstein:

Andreas, the child in red trousers who somehow did not want to play with dolls, even though his mother Gertrud, trying out modern approaches to parenting, had bought two dolls especially for him. Instead, he fell for soft toys, which came to life with his mother every evening during their “Wüstenspiele”, in worlds made from the bedcovers. A tradition Andreas rediscovered with Stefan’s soft toy hippo “Knuddel”… These days, their sofa is home to a whole host of soft toys – all with different personalities – friendly, aloof and spiteful. There is even a little Corona among them.

A deep sense of trust

There are not many things in life as fulfilling as loving a child. As a gay man, I came to terms early on with the idea that only other people’s children would play a part in my life. That a child would one day trust me so completely, be so close to me that they could be “mine” too, is a gift – also a gift from both parents, who have entrusted their child to me from the very first day.

Three felted meerkats standing side by side

Renaissance