El 7 de diciembre, en mi país, quemamos al diablo. Es una forma de quemar todo aquello que es viejo en nosotros, los defectos, los errores, las tristezas. Sacamos de nuestras casas los objetos acumulados y purificamos nuestros espíritus. Este año lo volvimos a hacer, en familia, y la alegría es que estamos todos, la salud no ha fallado y el coronavirus no se ha cobrado la vida de nadie.
December 17, 2021
Fundamentally, it's the things I took for granted. I love to travel and I'm finally at the time in my life when I have the time and money to do it. I love to have people in my house. I love cooking for them and having them linger at my table, talking and laughing. I miss walking through my old neighborhood, running into a friend and having coffee. I think the overarching loss is the sense of safety I had in the world. Now, every interaction is fraught with danger and mistrust. When I run necessary errands ( drug store, post office, grocery store) I am suspicious of everyone I interact with. I am not sure that will ever go away completely.
January 8, 2021