I arrived conspicuously, in the middle of a Havana evening, after making my family wait for over twelve hours. I had not been, it seems, too eager to see the world so I about-faced and took a nap. Perhaps it was my mother who silently urged me to stay put for a while... Continue Reading →
Víctimas Y Verdugos #YoTambien
Se queda uno pasmado de oír ciertas opiniones sobre el caso "Manada". Por lo visto los implicados han pedido que se respete su privacidad hasta que concluya el juicio, que no se publiquen sus nombres ni sus imágenes. Yo me pregunto si cuando planificaron la violación de una chica y lo comentaron en... Continue Reading →
Victim versus Predator #MeToo #YesAllWomen
One is stunned to hear certain opinions about the "Manada" rape case.(Pamplona, Navarre, July 2016). Apparently, the accused have asked that their privacy be respected until the trial ends, that their names and images are not published. I wonder if they thought about that when they planned the rape of a girl and posted... Continue Reading →
A Day in Dementia
You say goodbye a little each day. You bear with tantrums as you try to understand their world. You let yourself down every day and every day you swear to never again forget that she doesn't remember, that she doesn't know. You surprise yourself with tears of frustration because you cannot give more,... Continue Reading →
Walking The Way to The Future
The Camino de Santiago, or Way of Saint James, goes across the north of Spain, from the French border. There are other routes or Caminos but they all lead to Santiago. They have existed since the middle ages and they have been a source of cultural interchanges between Spaniards and pilgrims from all over... Continue Reading →
Cuba, Between Dreams
How can I be sympathetic towards the regime that stole my parents' hard earned money and made them flee the country where they thought that they'd be able to raise their child? How can I not question a regime that brought equality in a totalitarian way? How can I be accepting of a... Continue Reading →
Families, Roles and The Green Dog Perspective
What is your role in your family? Are you the mother of all even if you are only the mother to some? Are you the eternal child, coddled by all? Do you feel 'sandwiched' in between generations? This definitely defines me. I'm a Green Dog , living -or trying to- between generations. Ahead of... Continue Reading →
Be Proud to Become a Woman!
I wear red because it enlivens me and to share life. For all those who are no longer here. For all those who cannot raise their voice. For each and every one of my Warriors. For all those who don't see. For all those who can't help but see. Today we celebrate Working Women's Day.... Continue Reading →
After The Storm
The storm has passed but the beach has disappeared. The sand dunes have invaded the picnic area and they have given it a lunar aspect.
I Hope You Never Know
To all those who dare criticise the carers of elderly people: I hope you never find yourself confined to your house for days because your parent is ill and you have no one to delegate on. I hope you don't have to watch opportunities go by because you know you can't afford to take... Continue Reading →
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