My parents love to reminisce about the year 1991. It was the year when they became ‚Bida’ (lao. = father) and ‚Manda’ (lao. = mother) and welcomed my brother in Kirchheim-unter-Teck on a snowy December morning.
Juggling their everyday life between my fathers carpenter training and moving into their first apartment, my brothers birth came in like the Big Bang. With him, pure love and joy entered their lives but also more responsibilties came along.