Some people are meant to stand out. They aren't supposed to meekly follow the herd, but to lead the way along the rough and tumble road to the future. Their place is at the front of the line, where they are first to take a step, first to take a fall, first to get up... Continue Reading →
There are angels among us, they say. The previous day, I saw one drifting on the evening sky, a prelude to the saints which we will celebrate on the 1st.November.
Disclaimer: I do not hate men nor make them responsible for all the evils of the world. I have two wonderful sons and a marvelous man in my life. This is about society in Spain. We are no less feminine because we own our destinies. What man likes a woman who can't get along without... Continue Reading →
Just before it all starts to get dramatic ... a hint of colour is the magnificent backdrop for an afternoon walk by estuary of the River Navia, named after a Roman goddess of thermal waters.
It turns and increases its intensity, burning orange and maroon, a flaming inferno in the sky. It looks like a cauldron bubbling over, spilling its banned colours over the world before dawn comes to whisk them all away. Banned
The slow transformation, the passage of time, from radiant day to dark autumn night only takes minutes but I have tried to capture it instant by instant. Transformation
When you say you are pro-life, please explain and define exactly what you mean. I cannot add anything else. This article leaves you reeling. The transformations of the fortunate children who were adopted serve to mitigate an ounce of the pain. If this doesn’t make you think hard, nothing will.
I don’t do politics. Politics is ugly. Especially this election, yeesh. It seems, that one of the major divisive talking points is the pro-choice vs pro-life argument. The more and more rhetoric I hear, I want to ask you (challenge you even) Pro-Lifer, are you truly truly pro-life or are you simply anti-abortion?
What happens when this child you fought to be born needs routine well checks and immunizations and their parents need help affording it? What happens when the child turns out to have more complex medical needs like Down Syndrome, congenital heart defect, or osteogenesis imperfecta? Are you supporting programs like Medicaid? Are you supporting or contributing to local doctors who provide free or reduced services for low income families? You should be. Access to healthcare greatly increases one’s quality of life. And you said you were pro life.
What happens when this child you fought to be born grows into a toddler…
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Green dogs don't make good mothers. I am a bad mother. I admit it freely. I should be ashamed of myself, but I'm afraid I'm not. Shame is a life sucking emotion and I have little time for life suckers, whatever type they are. I am a bad mother because I expect my sons to... Continue Reading →
Cudillero is a traditional fishing port on the Asturian coast. Its colourful houses, perched on the cliff overlook the Cantabrian Sea in its endless ebb and flow. There's nothing better than stopping to enjoy a cider in one of its many quaint restaurants and at night it is a romantic setting for a dinner and... Continue Reading →