It is always exciting to go back to the lands we cherish. Born in North Africa, I had never felt the urge to visit the old countries until I had my children. My heart stays in Cuba and the Republica Dominicana. It is a chaos that I like, because chaos respect a certain order and I have the most chaotic mind; sometimes. I don't long for the ocean, nor the sun. I long for the interactions, those impromptu conversations that give me a slight glimpse of a portion of life. I long for the smiles and the humble way of being. I know rich and poor. I know eight generations and those of the working children sent by Franco and some who came from Europe after the Holocaust. Origins do not count when it comes to the core of universal values. Being the daughter of a diplomat, the grand daughter and sister of interpreters; I've learned long time ago to deal with sensivities. I uderstand frustration, but I would never let myself justify it. I am a guest, no more no less, so I do respect. These two countries defined me at a stage of my life and I would always be grateful to their people. Life is about challenges, I am no specialist; just an observer who love the people. We come in different shapes, different sets of minds. These two countries are sort of my lost land. I immerse myself and sometimes, I push myself to imagine another era, another set of mind. I want to thank the members here for all their help and input.
So, yes I am back. Only for a week. With one the most precious persons in my life, my mom. I want her to have a glimpse of the country, want to take her anywhere time permits. I kow it will be great.
Thank you All!
So, yes I am back. Only for a week. With one the most precious persons in my life, my mom. I want her to have a glimpse of the country, want to take her anywhere time permits. I kow it will be great.
Thank you All!