Just call me Oma
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Oma’s Birthday
We took a little road trip from Columbus to North Carolina. For the first time in over 10 years, we got to celebrate my mom's, De Oma, birthday with her! I'm not sure who was happier. Me. The kids. Or [...]
Omaha Beach
Dave is part of the Liberty Jump Team (facebook too!). He first jumped with them for the commemoration of Operation Market Garden (see also:Hot & Smokey). Liberty Jump Team honors World War II heroes, veterans of other wars and foreign [...]
Goodbye Oma
This is how I remember my Oma. Happy, full of love, beautiful. I am beyond blessed to have had her my entire 47 years. It makes saying goodbye so hard. I am the oldest grandchild. I am the luckiest grandchild. [...]
My Oma
Every time I see my Oma again, I burst into tears. I steel myself before. I tell myself to be brave. I tell myself to be strong, none of it works. I see her and I melt. It is just [...]
My Oma
We squeezed in a trip to Holland before the snows gets deep. I'm not a fan of zooming down the autobahn at 80-90 miles an hour with ice so I mostly skip winter visits. I needed some St. Nicholas supplies [...]
Met Oma
Last weekend wasn't all about giraffes, it was about family and seeing the ones we love (though I really, really love giraffes too). We saw cousins, aunts & uncles but most importantly I got to see my Oma! In case [...]
My Oma. My Hero.
During our brief trip to Holland, to the magical Efteling, we also visited my Oma. Of course being near her neck-of-the-woods was a huge deciding factor in our decision to go West. I debated about sharing my bittersweet moments with [...]
Foodie
I'm still playing a little bit of catch-up on the blog here. It's been more than a year since I've been truly active. It was also more than a year sincee I could truly eat (read more in my Personal [...]
MALS, Surgery & Leave of Absence
I was born with an inability to eat. My parents baptized me on the third day, it was looking grim. That night I finally started to nurse. My mom breathed a huge sigh of relief. That was just the beginning. [...]
The Road to Freedom
Sometimes the chaos outside our homes is paralyzing. Sometimes that's just me. This time it's the entire world. We are all in chaos. The war in Ukraine is the final drop in a bucket already overflowing. I, we, the Studio, [...]
Six Hours as a Volunteer
Yesterday I slept in my car. Cold. Exhausted. Just my son’s old Marine woobie to keep me warm. Windows closed firm, the seat folded down so I could almost stretch my legs out completely. The hard seat back pinched my [...]
Below Zero
It is freezing here. I mean that in every sense of the word. It is freezing. Below zero freezing. We've hit the coldest week since we got to Germany, more than 11 years ago. It's still not as cold as [...]
Flying in a Pandemic
In December, Dave flew from Germany to the states for work. While this wasn't easy, it turned out to be(or least feel) very safe. He had very few co-passengers on his plane. He had a whole row to himself! And [...]
Duckie Cam
It's a late start here at the Westberry house. All three college students, and yours truly, had classes last night. Zoom was in overdrive! Our lockdown restrictions are tightening and everything is going as virtual as possible. There is something [...]
Since 1477
Dave & I are doing a couple days at home, a couple of days up in Bavaria. With travel restricted due to COVID, it's a wonderful change in routine to have two "homes" to rotate between. I feel energized & [...]
The Little Things
Last week a call for help went out in our local community group. While living in Europe is a dream come true, the hard parts are extra hard. Illness, new babies, flooded basements, all things made easier with family & [...]
This is Nineteen
I still remember the day of my ultrasound like it was yesterday. It was my fifth baby, Dave was away for a couple of months, and it was the middle of a very cold Minnesotan winter. My mom had flown [...]
Date Day
Dave & I had a date! An entire afternoon, reaching into the early hours of the evening, just for us. Not at home. And then I couldn't sleep. The day had been so exciting, the rains had cleared (just for [...]