A Croatian Christmas song
Here I leave you a Musical Christmas Card. It’s a traditional Croatian carol we used to sing every Christmas Eve after midnight Mass. It is a lullaby to the child
Farewell, Angela
My friend Angela died yesterday morning while I was alone with her holding her hand. She passed away peacefully, in silence. She had had a stroke a week ago, she
Worried under the rain
– Oh my! It’s raining again! Bob complained. He hated being out under the rain, and he had had enough that day: Jogging at 5 AM under an authentic shower,
Time out
-You all know that my husband died a year ago. I was able to keep going forward, take care of my children, and avoid getting crazy, thanks to this job
Ten euros and some cents
It was getting late. People passed by without stopping to listen or notice him, although he was a good player. Thomas gave up for the day. He picked up the
Blind as a mole
Three weeks ago I lost my glasses. Because they fog up with the mask that I wear as protection against the coronavirus, when I go out, I take them off,
Reading backward
I was born in exile and went to school without knowing my parents’ new country’s language. To further complicate things in the classroom, I had (and still have) a directionality
CFFC: Stacked or piled up
I’m a journalist, and I have mainly lots of books and papers piled up, waiting for a moment to get neatly put in some kind of orderly space. Obviously, that
Sailing
The fresh air on my face clears my thoughts. I am on the bow of a sailboat heading the open sea on a sunny day, staring at the horizon. Blue