One year later….
Yesterday I landed in Bilbao airport, it has been a year since I moved back to Spain, and I couldn’t help wonder what was in store for this my second year in the north of Spain. Unlike last year, the autumn has already begun and the cooler air and sight of falling leaves made the return all that more poignant, the sense of a new beginning even stronger. I suspect this coming year will bring many good things but I hesitate to say much more, one never really knows what will happen. The past year was very different from how I thought it would be and while it brought mainly blessings and unexpected joys, it was also a complicated and difficult year. I have been learning for some time now, as all of us have to, that life, even our everyday lives is a mixture of joys, failures, disappointments and achievements, and it is so important to focus more on the joys and blessings sometimes also found behind those disappointments. I was in Honduras for two very frustrating weeks in which ...