Germans and friendship
I am an immigrant in Berlin. I was born in Mexico, and in the last year I have learned few things about Germany and it’s people. I have to admit that my cultural shock still comes and goes, but everything in a new country seems bearable when you make few friends. So, today I will share about what Germans have taught me in the area of interpersonal relationships, specifically friendship.
It was one of those morning were I found myself feeling really tired. I woke up early to send my little daughter to school and I stayed at home with my older son Jonathan who was sick. Dad gave him breakfast while I went back to bed, to sleep a little longer.
Fue una de esas mañanas que me encontraba muy cansada, despedí a mi hija mas pequeña a la escuela y me quede con el mayor. El papå se encargo de darle desayuno y yo me encargue de regresar a mi cama a seguir durmiendo.
How google maps gave me back my independence
Moving to a new country starts like an adventure, a challenge, and in your mind it opens tons of possibilities. It not only does that, but it also makes you imagine all kinds of experiences and enhances the desire to learn and understand a new culture and language. For me, this desire sometimes kept me awake at night.
La noche de la felicidad
La noche caía lentamente sobre nosotras. La luz del cielo estaba cambiando mágicamente desde un azul natural de un cielo claro a unos rojos y amarillos claros de una hermosa puesta de sol. Caminamos despacio, disfrutando del momento, sintiendo la presencia mutua de nuestros corazones silenciosamente, escuchando la música en las calles, tomando fotos, sintiendo la fresca brisa sobre nuestras caras y saboreando la fiesta de una hermosa puesta de sol en el Puente de Carlos en la ciudad de Praga. Esa semana había hecho algo increíble. Algo que tal vez cada madre responsable desea hacer secretamente, y al mismo tiempo le da a uno toneladas de miedo. No me había atrevido a hacerlo durante unos cuantos años. Pero sabia que no me arrepentiría.
The night of happiness
Night was falling. The light on the sky was changing slowly, from the natural blue of a clear sky to the red and yellows of a beautiful sunset. We walked slowly, enjoying the moment, feeling each other’s hearts quietly, hearing the street music, taking pictures, feeling the cool breeze over our faces and tasting the feast of a beautiful sunset fall on Charles’ Bridge in the city of Prague. I had done something incredible, something perhaps every responsible mother secretly wishes for, and at the same time gives her tons of fear. I have not dared to do it for few years.