Thursday, January 05, 2012
I miss my Dad.
He was born on January, 6 in 1942 and has to escape into the mountains as a two-year old when the Germans burned everything. How things have changed during his lifetime and how I miss him...
I'm still working on finding the right balance between online and life, between work and private, still missing and grieving, but have started a small streak of tracking and getting back to normal workouts.
You will see more of me here eventually.