Tag: life

My voice is back!

Eight days of nosebleeds, blood clots in the phlegm, fever, laryngitis, no voice for five days, difficulty swallowing saliva, coughing all night, dry cough in the morning, bone aches, no appetite, no desire to move, no interest in anything…

And the diagnosis?

Just a common flu.

¿Una gripita?

“Estoy con gripa… ay, me mueroooooo.”

And I used to look at people like, Really? Why do you exaggerate so much? A cold lasts two days. Get up! Keep moving! Exercise! Life is beautiful!

Well…

Mírame ahora.

Is this karma? Am I finally paying for the arrogance of believing I was somehow immune?

Maybe this is how the rest of the mortals feel.

So, querida:

Bájate del pedestal de los semidioses.

Benvenuti tutti all’inferno.

Now I understand the “ay, pobrecita.”
Now I understand the complaining.
Now I understand wanting to lie down and do absolutely nothing.

And most importantly…

I understand that sometimes you don’t choose the drama.
The drama chooses you. 😂… Read More My voice is back!

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Honey be

There are moments in life when we react like the honeybee —quick, sharp, instinctive. When something threatens us, we tighten, we defend, we sting. Not because we want to cause harm, but because some ancient part of us still remembers how to survive.

And in that rush to protect ourselves, we sometimes leave pieces of who we are behind.

But the honeybee doesn’t stay forever in the moment of defense. She turns —slowly, deliberately— as if tracing an invisible circle back to herself. She gathers what is still hers. She loosens what fear has clenched. She returns.

Healing often looks like that. Not a transformation into someone new, but the quiet courage to come back to who we were before we had to brace against the world. To recognize that the danger has passed. To unwind. To breathe. To remember how to be.… Read More Honey be

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The perfect sunset

(according to us) Me (the dyslexic one, in San Diego):📱 “The sunset is melting like mango sherbet over the ocean…”Sherbit? Sherbet? You know what I mean. You (the colorblind one, in San Francisco):📱 “Mango? I see… well, I think it’s… beigeish? Or maybe pale gray. Definitely not mango.” Me:📱 “No! Like… strawberry ice cream melted… Read More The perfect sunset

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Balín

Dedos largos, cinco dedos completos, definidos en su totalidad para pisar bien. El dedo gordo, que viene siendo el pulgar en el pie, en verdad no es tan gordo, sino de cabeza grande, se apoya fuerte contra la superficie a la hora de caminar. Hace tanta fuerza en el pie derecho, que ya en su… Read More Balín

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