From the Death Strip to the Kitchen Table

23 May 2026

Berlin presents me with a different kind of wall – not concrete and barbed, but the mental tug-of-war between being a present parent to my German daughters and answering the insistent call of history that seems to echo from every corner of the city. I find my thoughts detouring toward places like the Berlin Wall Memorial or Underground Tunnels. It’s a delicate negotiation within myself of how many historical stops should be smuggled into a day before I feel like a bad mother.

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