Happy 84th birthday
In Memory of Mr. Shunsheng Yang
I want to pay my final respect to my grandfather in law Yang Shunsheng. He died last month at the age of 90years at his home in Yixing China. While he passed most of the family members were present. Mr. Yang was my wifeís maternal grandfather. Since he and his wife had many children, it somehow kept the family together. So for every holiday, there would be a big gathering at the yang family house. Something which is quite common in China, but has also become far less enjoyable after the introduction of the one child policy.
I joined the family 10 years ago when Penny brought me to her hometown just days after I moved to China. At that time I did not speak a word of Chinese and all I was told I must have a drink with her uncles. I just came from 8 years of total abstinence from alcohol and I learned before Chinese cannot drink. Haha. Wrong information. Starting from this occasion I became a full family member. Mr. Yang and the entire family always made me feel welcome over all these years. I remember when I would just sit outside with Pennyís grandparents and they would say things in their local dialect which penny needed to help me by translating. When we bought our car we took Penny's grandparents for a trip to Shanghai. Iím very thankful for the great time. I also think Mr. Yang was a very rich person even though he lived in the countryside for all his life. We pursue so many unimportant things in life. We act as if the modern lifestyle is really an improvement, just because we have been brainwashed into it. This man became 90 years old without a western lifestyle. His age in the countryside was not extraordinary. The life expectancy there is between 80 and 90 years old. The people eat what they grow by themselves. They are not kept in hospitals or elderly homes where they will die a lonely death. This is why I consider Mr. Yang as a very rich man.
Rest in Peace
Back from Ghana
Back from Ghana and another 3 weeks have already passedÖ
First of all I want to thank my whole family for the great time we had for my grandfatherís 25th anniversary. Iím looking forward for many anniversaries to come. Itís all love.
Iím also overwhelmed by the support I had for opening my parentís tomb. Finally my parents rest in peace in a very beautiful place. The royal cemetery of Mampong, Ghana.
If you are a friend of my parents and you want to visit the place, just send me an email.
Furthermore Iím working on our family website. I really want to make this a masterpiece. This will be a step by step effort. It will contain a full family tree and a bio of my grandfather and our family. Iím also working on features like forums and a chat. So keep checking what Ash has in stores for you.
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Happy Birthday Hans Christian Sommer
Today would be my father's 76th birthday.
Today I'm posting this drawing of him. My last portrait I ever did of a person.
I rarely do portraits. I always think this is something for others who have good
drawing skills but lack imagination, but that's another topic.
I think as a son or generally in life we humans tend to take people for granted.
As long as they are with us, we don't really care. We pay more intention to some
super stars or other cult figures we will probably never meet. But those close to
us, we don't pay attention to. Because they won't run away. They are safely stored
into our portfolio. Those we do not yet own are still interesting. A challenge maybe.
We love reaching for the stars or we look for paradise. Not understanding we are
already there. The paradise is here already. We are living in the middle of paradise.
but once it's gone, we can only realize this. By then it's too late. Television, advertising,
religion, they all tell us we are imperfect. We need to look for something greater.
there are still people much better than us.
Sometimes we should just look at what we have. What we have achieved so far.
Look at it, and be happy with it. It's a hard lesson and I must confess. I myself
have not been able to learn this. I am like most men driven by testosterone, giving
me the hunter instinct. On the other hand I have this restless nature. Probably not
just affecting me. It affects everybody who comes close to me. But that's me.
I hope one day I will understand my father. I hope I can one day.
He would not be distracted by so many things, which we define as our daily life.
he had the ability to see beyond many things. When somebody is more intelligent
in his words than you, whatever the person says sounds like riddles. Because you
have not met that level yet, or you built a box around your head because of sheer
ignorance. Not everything my father said was making sense. As any human, no
matter how hard we try. We will speak at least a minimum 50% about pure rubbish.
But after a person is gone and you are still finding many hints that a lot of his
words which I earlier judged as nonsense are now completely making sense.
That's amazing. It has nothing to do with maturity. Some people in this world
are able to thing out of the box. Think far ahead. My father did not bother marrying
a woman from Ghana in a time interracial marriages were not the cool thing to do.
He did not give me any rules to live by. He just gave me the idea of his highest
With these words I am paying my greatest respect to the god who made me.
Hans Christian Sommer.
I haven't written anything here in a while. Normally I wanted to post another article about my father's death 2 years ago on the 25th of July. But I thought if he read this blog, he wouldn't like to read about this. So let me write the happy moments on this July 25th. This July 25th my German Brother Bjoern got married and we spent an amazing week with him in Zurich Switzerland. So on that day I finally got to see Christian (my brother) again whom I haven't seen in 2 years. We had a strong dispute and after the unfortunate passing of my father we all decided to let him start afresh, when he went to Japan. I am very happy now this argument is over and we are back together. Big thanks to all people who really helped and supported. The last thing my father had wanted to see is that the two of us argue over him.
R.I.P. Hans Christian Sommer (My father and creator)
Happy 75th Birthday Hans Christian Somme
Hans Christian Sommer
It was exactly 1 year ago on July 25th 2011 around this time when my father died.
That day I lost not only my father. I also lost my best friend.
I don't want to mourn and fill this with sadness. He wouldn't have wanted people to
feel sad. Lets just celebrate him as we knew him. And remember him as the great
person he used to be.
He was not a person who took many photos of himself. Probably the week before his
death when he came to China, we took more photos together than he had taken of
him for his entire life.
I also want to thank Heiko JŁrgens, who contributed some of the photos they
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