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Coming home

There’s no doubt in my mind when I land in Spain that my heart skips a beat and I feel right at home. Landing today in Madrid reminded me where my heart belongs. Home will always be here and the Bay Area my satellite home. I have my heart with my kids and friends in the […]

by Laura Basset Carbonell

I’ve finally arrived at my destination at 50

I never thought this would happen to me. That I would turn 50 and then 51. I actually thought older people belonged to a different species in my youth. As I got closer to 50 I felt anxious, but once I arrived and became part of that over 50 species I feel somewhat relieved. My […]

by Laura Basset Carbonell

Take me home

There was shattered glass everywhere. I got up from bed and made my way carefully to the window where a beautiful full moon greeted me. I had never seen such grandeur before. It seemed to beckon me.

by Laura Basset Carbonell

Childhood snapshots and the place we call home.

I barely remember anything before the age of three but a couple of snapshots. I have a clear picture of being on a plane; looking down and seeing the Pennsylvania’s grenery disappear as we ascended. This was the flight we took to what was going to be our new home; Madrid.