Heidi Grave

My story about the name Heidi is dedicated to my American Cousin Heidi Aaskov and my aunt Heidi Klessinger the cousin of my father Jorg Köngeter.
Even though I didn't spend much time with my American cousin, I have fond recollections of her and her husband, Frank. When I visited Maine in 1986, Frank taught me baseball, which I really enjoyed. When I can't sleep, I imagine a baseball bat and use it to banish unwanted ideas into the universe. My aunt Heidi Klessinger takes center stage at my father's tomb. My father's final wish was to be buried at the Kammerburg, where Heidi Klessinger currently lives. Heidi was the only one who did not participate in the ceremony for my father's burial when we were staying at her Alte Villa, which makes me worry. During our time there, she had to express her jealousy of the Köngeter family, who constantly appeared unapproachable and superior to everyone else. It is fascinating since her family is in charge of the Wach family legacy, which includes a historic castle, property, and forest in the Rhein Valley's wine region. They've already sold a lot of it to Haniel and are continuing to do so, which seems absurd to me given that future generations will be unable to participate. Despite the fact that my father is buried there, I have never returned and most likely will not. The anguish of jealousy is passed down to the following generation. If you look at my Blood Devil Document from the Jan Donald card, you can see a definite pattern between the Herbig and Köngeter sides. What is your story about jealousy and the Name Heidi?