Amor prohibido (Forbidden Love)
Writing is like going to the gym; you stop for a couple of weeks and next thing you know you’ve been on the couch for months, about a thousand Netflix…
Read moreWriting is like going to the gym; you stop for a couple of weeks and next thing you know you’ve been on the couch for months, about a thousand Netflix…
Read moreWhen the sun sets on June 23rd, many a bonfire light up the night in almost every Basque town to celebrate San Juan Eguna, the feast of St. John the Baptist, which marks…
Read morePues aquí estoy, de vuelta en la cama por orden de Maitane. Hoy es el Día de la Madre en los Estados Unidos y algo se trae entre manos en…
Read moreMy son’s journey into adolescence is well on its way, and it shows. He is no longer that little kid who openly cuddled with me before bed every night. Luckily, he hasn’t (yet)…
Read moreComing back from the Basque Country this summer was mostly anticlimactic. Compared with how I usually feel the month after my arrival, I can’t say I’m disappointed; I’ll take apathy…
Read moreHey guys, it’s finally Friday, time to relax with friends or out on the patio reading the news or getting caught up on Facebook. So what a perfect time to talk…
Read moreMy sister and I were pretty young when our parents started leaving us alone after dinner on Fridays to have a coffee downstairs and a few minutes to themselves. They…
Read moreI try my best to have dinner as a family with the kids every night, given that breakfast and lunch are are out of the question during the week. Most…
Read moreI remember the first time I heard Bruce Springsteen’s The River and what impact it had on me. It was time again for my uncle to get a haircut, so…
Read moreEven though Friday was tough (I realized I’ll be in the hole for a while after my trip with the kids to the Basque Country this summer), it was also…
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