Life in Málaga—Bilingual baby, books, and fall

A toddler girl dressed in a neon green skirt and neon pink sandals wears sunglasses as she pushes a stroller with her doll across the street.

It’s a walk in the park, a stride across an empty street, as easy and pure as a toddler pushing a toy stroller. It’s my granddaughter’s unconscious switching between Spanish and English. It’s what I envy and delight in as I continue my daily, ongoing, and never-ending Spanish acquisition process. Our daughter Natalie, who became…

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Life in Málaga—A Book, a Movie, a Friend, a Retreat

Woman on the terrace of a house in the Spanish Basque region.

It’s the end of July and I’m posting this from northern Spain in the foothills of the Pyrenees, where the weather is cool and rainy—a nice change from the high temperatures in Málaga, where I spent afternoons indoors reading or writing, or in a movie theater sheltered from the heat. At the beginning of the…

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Life in Málaga—Birthday, Book Fair, and Pub Date

Dark-haired, dark-skinned woman sitting at a seaside cafe with a glass of wine in front of her.

Birthday I turned seventy-two this month. It’s weird being an age that seemed light-years away when I was thirty, forty, even fifty. But here I am. Seventy-two years can seem like a long time. It can also seem like not enough time. Nothing is promised us in this life, but I can still want. More…

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