Birthdays and friends
Every time I pass through the front door of my apartment building, I think of my old friend Agneta. She was once assaulted by a man, who...
Birthdays and friends
The 9 year old girl
My mother's passing
Signs or superstition?
My first meeting with the FBI
Thanking our parents
In loving memory of Andrea
Recalling a pivotal moment
The ride towards death
The dreams of the dragonfly
Questioning the fundamentals
Dignity
Worthy of love
Saved by Pele?
My Belgian blood
Favorite things
Suffering flashbacks
The roles we play
~ Trust ~
Correcting our behavior