I’ve been to the Waldfriedhof for more than a hundred times but so far the weather was never really bad. Today it is and the forecast tells me that this is not going to change soon. I went there anyway. Even though the tree shadows the gravesite very well, I stood there with an umbrella that protected me from getting soaking wet within minutes. But the part of Nadine’s tree’s trunk where the nameplate and the little heart are fixed to remained completely dry. A fact I somehow like…

Of course I might have stayed away today – does one visit more or less really matter? To Nadine it propably doesn’t, but to me it does. If I’m in Stuttgart and I got some spare time, I feel the want, need or obligation to go to the Waldfriedhof. I want it because it’s the place I can relate to her the best, I need it because I know it’s a way to channel my grief, and I feel obliged because I still see it as my duty to pay tribute to her beautiful character on an almost daily basis. I don’t think this is going to change soon.