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The Queen Who Gave Back Her Crown

2 Sep

Miss U.K. Zoiey Smale decided to refuse her title after she was asked to “lose as much weight as possible” if she wanted to have a shot at winning the Miss United Continents Pageant.

You can read the whole story here.

I love it.

Such a cool, smart woman.

 

 

 

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Migraine and Yet a Beautiful Day

27 Aug

 

7.30h and I wake up with a migraine. Immediately I send a whatsapp to the group of friends/co-parents:

Migraine! Can anyone take care of Elena today, please?

and I put my daughter in front of the tv to watch The Last Unicorn.

By the end of the film, Irene has told me she´ll be taking Elena out for lunch to eat pizza with her son. And Olga says she´ll take care of her for the rest of the day and that she can even stay the night.

Fernando and Teresa say they can take her out on an excursion with their sons, but I tell them : thank you so much, but I´ve already got it covered.

So at 12:00h Irene comes to pick up my daughter, and at 16:30h she passes my house again to pick up a mermaid doll and drop off a pizza for me (which I didn´t even ask for). Then she takes Elena to Olga.

At 18:30h Isabel comes over for a short chat and brightens up my mood with her warm and energising stories. She leaves at 19:30h.

Half an hour later Olga passes by my house with Elena, her daughter Anastasia, and a dog she´s taking care of. She´s come to pick up my dog to take him for a walk, and she won´t take no for an answer. I walk with them until the orangetree fields, and there she sends me back home. Forty minutes later she brings back the dog, and takes my daughter to her house where she will stay the night.

Okay, I have migraines.

But I have the best friends in the world.

 

 

 

Life lessons on the road

10 Aug

When my dad decided he would teach his children how to drive, he had no idea what he was getting himself into.

The day I took my place behind the steering wheel marked the beginning of a very stressful period in my father´s parenting career. Teaching his absent-minded seventeen-year-old the ropes out on the road would entail a lot more patience, use of the handbrake, and partly held- back screaming (“There´s a TRUCK, didn´t you SEE that?”) than he had previously imagined.

Apparently I had a tendency to concentrate only on what was right in front of me. This annoying habit would become properly compensated two years later by my brother, who would develop an amazing skill at looking in all the mirrors almost simultaneously, but neglecting what was going on right in front of him.

But we both got our driver´s licences, and when my youngest brother got his license as well, I´m sure my dad must have patted himself on the shoulder for a job well done, rejoicing in the fact that he would never have to go through such an ordeal again.

During that training my father taught me something about skidding that I want to share with you. It is an advice that I have never forgotten, although I use it in a very different way. He told me that when people lose control over the car, they usually focus on the obstacle that they don´t want to hit, in an attempt to avoid it. But this is exactly what makes them drive into it.

What you have to do, my dad said, is focus on the place where you want to go. The space next to the tree. The exit of the bend. If that´s where you direct your attention, your chances of maneuvering towards that space are a lot higher.

I have found this to be a very useful piece of advice when things go wrong in other places too. When the wheels of a relationship lose their grip, when my own steering wheel doesn´t respond, when I want to push the breaks but I just keep skidding. When that happens I force myself not to look at the trucks, the trees, the precipice. With all my might I focus on where I want to go.

It´s the only way to get there.

 

 

 

When people call you crazy…

4 Aug

… just tell them that´s simply a rather rough synonym for fascinating.

 

 

 

 

Brave

15 Feb

 

The easiest way to be brave

is not having an alternative.

 

 

 

 

Sew A Dress For Myself: Check

26 Jul

Number 12 on the list. Cost me blood, sweat and tears, and a lot of creative adjusting, because simply following the instructions in the magazine (for as far as I understood them, because they were in Spanish) didn´t do the Bippety-Boppety-Boo-trick of magicking up a dress that actually looked good on me.

So I changed it into something quite different, and now I think it´s alright. A bit bohemian maybe, or rather giving a bit of a Caribbean touch to this Spanish summer, but if you can´t do that here, well, where can you?

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Reflection

22 May

Like a shy child

covering its red cheeks

he tries to hold back the love

that radiates from his face.

 

But she´s seen it

and beams it back.

Oh, to find your moon

in this infinite space.