Coronavirus
Memory Quilt
There is something about living in isolation that stirs the memory of similar experiences, maybe as a way for the mind to cope or to be reassured that this, too, shall pass. When I was seven, I spent a summer […]
grandmothers
Coronavirus
Escape From Intxaurrondo II: Resilience
As of this last weekend, my mother-in-law has been locked down for one month. Thirty one days, by herself, in her apartment, in a neighborhood called Herrera, on the outer edges of San Sebastian. And while the rest of us, […]