A long night
I get out of my office. It was a scorching day. The asphalt was melting under my feet as I tried to make my way thru the busy street to
Sparks and tears
My mom had just died. I was feeling a deep emptiness in my soul. I had managed to appear calm and strong at the hospital, and after that, greeting friends
Love each day
When my father died, we found his diaries from the years of WWII and the cold war, a time very harsh for him. We thought that the diaries would be
I couldn’t say Goodbye
My mom had a stroke and spent four years paralysed. I spent much time with her, trying to alleviate her suffering. It was exhausting and wonderful at the same time
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
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
Complete change thanks to my parents
Change has come to my life since I wrote my first book and it was published four months ago. I was a retired Journalist , pretty sick, with not so
A moving celebration
I’m moved by a celebration in honor of my father, Luka Brajnović, in Madrid, where 300 journalists payed him homage in his centenary. Some of them talked about how my father have teach them to be free and work with ethics. … Continue readingA moving celebration
immerse in my book
I have been immersed in the process of writing a book. That took almost all my time the last year, but most intensely these two last months, when I have