Except for last Sunday, I made my way to Nadine’s tree every day since her burial. And I’m not the only one: One day somebody unknown must have dropped a new flower, on Saturday I met Nadine’s parents accidentially and today I had an appointment with Annika, Uli and Nick.

Annika and me started to go through Nadine’s inheritance later, a task anything else than easy. But let me make an offer: If something of Nadine’s stuff comes across your mind that you would like to receive as a keepsake, please let me know. No matter what it is, I will try to find it and give it to you.

I’ve changed the navigation bar of this blog: The RSS-feeds have disappeared and are replaced by the new section “Final Resting Place” now. There you can find information about how to get to Nadine’s tree and what else can be done at or around the Waldfriedhof.

If you want to do a little pilgrimage don’t hesitate to contact me. The so-called Blaustrümpflerweg connects my house with the Waldfriedhof. Maybe we could do a walk of a bit more than 30 minutes and take the cable-car uphill to visit Nadine’s tree together.

Nadine and me never cared much about special days like Christmas, birthdays or Valentine’s Day.  Maybe we didn’t need Valentine’s Day when we were able to exchange our love every day. Now, with her gone, this becomes difficult and Valentine’s Day turned into a reminder of loss.

There’s still all that love in me and and I don’t know where to direct it – it has a clearly written nametag on it. All I could do today was make my way to the Waldfriedhof once again and stick a little wooden heart to her tree. If I only could write poetry…