Altenbeken March 2018 If you could see the light in your own eyes the way I see it, you would never question yourself again.
Altenbeken February 2017 Your mother is always with you. She´s the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street. She ´s the smell of certain foods you remember, flowers you pick, the fragrance of life itself. She´s the cool hand on your […]
Paderborn November 2017 „I found home in your arms. You showed me that home is not a place, it´s a feeling. Anything can be home. It could be a certain smell, an object or even a person. Everyone has their own home and it´s different […]