You Are Missing from Me

| This is the 231st story of Our Life Logs | For all we lose, we find. For all we have, we have not. And For all we dream, we live. I was born in East Germany in a small town called Magdeburg on October 5, 1987. On that day, I joined a brother who was two years older and my parents who tried to eek … Continue reading You Are Missing from Me