My Guardian Angel is Black

My Guardian Angel is Black

Many years ago, I was in Washington DC, trying to find the International Press Center in the middle of a snowstorm, and I got lost. I ended in a deserted street of a marginal district with no traffic and no people at sight to ask for directions. I was kept going...
Valid hug

Valid hug

When I knock to the door of my former school, an old nun greeted me and began to talk with me very excited, remembering our past times when I was a kid, and she was my teacher. I was there as a journalist to cover a religion teacher’s convention that was going...
Advent Calendar

Advent Calendar

My Advent Crown, with a candle for each week of the season, ready at home 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 Advent Calendar,...
Squirrel

Squirrel

A little squirrel pictured many years ago Squirrel was the nickname of a taxi driver we had hired to drive us to the most weird (or common) places to collect data as journalists working in Bilbao.  I never knew his real name. He was a short, thin and resolutive man....
Remembrances

Remembrances

In a few days I’m going to travel to Croatia and the remembrances of my last trip are particularly vivid. It was maybe 14 or 15 years ago. My mom was getting very old but she was in good health. So she began to say frequently: “I don’t want to die...
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