Meanwhile, on the other side of the world, my German friend Silke took photos of our snow-covered little village of Queidersbach and the house I used to live in there. She posted them on Facebook along with a video of her dog playing in the snow and her voice cheering him on.
All that combined to bring tears for the first time since I moved. I had been missing Germany all this month so Silke's thoughtful gesture was all I needed to push me over the edge. She will visit me next year, bringing her lovely daughter, Tasha with her. Of all the memories I have of Germany, they are among the best. She was always there when I needed her.
What a winter wonderland! I certainly appreciate your having a sentimental mood...no matter how good things are where you are, there's always the good time somewhere else where you're not. It's the frustration of human form: time and space limitations.
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