Life, hope, lifestyle and everything beautiful
Every summer I go to Madrid. The city where I spent my childhood years and my twenties. My last trip was different from all the others. It felt like Fall had taken over my soul as Isabel Allende put it in an interview. Most of her life her soul felt like Summer, but since the […]
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Wouldn’t it be great to selectively be able to forget certain things from one day to another at will? Life would be easier on the heart, but would it in the long run? Because memories shape us, and hopefully make us better people, and allow us to relate to others on deeper levels and help […]
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It may be the whiff of a certain perfume, the way the light reflects over the wet cobblestone, the sight of a building or the mention of a too familiar name, that summon the ghosts of our pasts that come to haunt us. The feelings, the emotions, and the whole story comes into clear focus, […]
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I love to take pictures of special moments which are actually feelings. Now, as I look back on them, instead of needing a calendar to check what I did on a certain date I can not only remember but see and feel that day.
Read More…This is something we all have: the ability to keep memories frozen to later retrieve them and smile. Not to hold them tight and grieve in pain about the losses, but to calmly remember the gains and good times, let them go, and put them neatly back in the box for later enjoyment.
Read More…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.
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