Flashback September 25: My hero
I wrote this post September 25th 2014 to answer a WordPress prompt that asked who was my hero when I was five and if my vision of that person had
Tich
Tich was our canary. He was small and yellow and sang like an angel. We loved him dearly. He lived in a big cage in our living room. When I
Somewhere
A handwritten note on my desk you gave me eight years ago for my birthday makes me feel you are still by my side. But you’re not here nor anywhere
Mom’s intriguing stories
My mom was very realistic and practical in everything. She was not a person easily fooled by stories of paranormal events. But she told me three intriguing stories: She had
forever
It was Sunday morning, sunny and warm. I was in the hospital, taking care of my dad. He was terminal. I turned on the TV. They were broadcasting a concert
Vulnerable
My mom died three years ago. She was 97 and had spent four years in a wheelchair paralyzed because of a stroke. She was a strong woman, very independent, and
hold your breath
Over here in Spain, the excitement of Christmas is coming in the next days to one of its highest peaks. The children are expecting with anxiety the arrival of the
The end of a very special year
I began this year full of expectations. We celebrated my dad’s centenary. He was a professor at the University of Navarre for 33 years, writer, journalist, and poet. But above
Advent Calendar
For the ones who celebrate Christmas, today begins the Advent Calendar. It’s the time of preparation for the big feast of December 25th. When we were kids, we had an