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The next chapter
My road to motherhood hasn’t been quite conventional. I broke up with my boyfriend of twelve years at age 34 when I had just landed my first job as director. It should have been the time to start a family, but instead I moved further away from that possibility. And

Keep calm and enjoy
At the end of August and beginning of September I always feel like I just don’t know what to do with myself. I tend to get stuck. There seems to be so much going on but everything seems to be coming to a halt at the same time. Summer holidays

Matters of the heart
The colour pink. The smell of freshly mown grass. Walking the streets of Madrid in the month of May. Having a glass of wine with my husband on the terrace of our favourite bar in Madrid. The sound of my eldest daughter laughing. The touch of the little hands of

The spring is new
My sister is moving back to the capital. Soon she and her family will be no more than fifteen minutes away, hooray! Like me, she is no stranger to moving house as this will be her fourteenth house. We were talking about (well, basically we send each other messages on

Embarking upon my spiritual journey
I am no stranger to the successful stories of people who worked in corporate life, got a burn out and resolved to yoga, meditation or other philosophies to heal from the mental and physical issues that come from this awful disease. Some of them return happily to the office, but

What happens next?
I was raised with the notion that you have to go to school in order to be able to go to a good high school. And then you have to do your best to graduate at a decent level, which will take you to University. Because after you’ve received your

Work hard, play hard
Do you know the fable of the cricket and the ant by Jean de la Fontaine? The ant works relentlessly to collect food for the coming winter, while the cricket entertains her by singing to her. Spoiler alert: come wintertime the cricket doesn’t have any food, because he was otherwise

Getting started
My grandmother is about to die. I went to see her one autumn day in September and when I left, I knew this was probably the last time I saw her. So many memories went through my mind as I was there. I remember dancing in her garden in my