A Peruvian living in Romania
My Februaries since 2016 have been sort of my new start in a new year. Ever since I came to Romania, this month has been the one putting a stamp to a warmhearted-imaginary-sent-to-myself postcard from an emotional and very realistic trip.
Continue reading “Memories of February”
“What the hell am I doing here running this race? Now I understand the people that tell me that they don’t know what’s the purpose of running. I can still go home and not do this to myself”, was I thinking. Continue reading “My first 3k”
On a day like today, exactly four years ago I left Peru. As I try to think of a word to describe my experience, the first one to pop in my head is: gratitude. Continue reading “Four years!”
Here I share a picture pretending to row a small boat on my way to the community Belgica going through the river Javari in the border Peru-Brazil around 5-6 years ago. Continue reading “The Amazon fires”
“I will be praying for you, good night”, I said to my sister Ammi before going to bed. She was going to have a -sort- of quick intervention. The 8-hour difference of our time zones pushed me to make myself sleep with a prayer: I know You take care of her. Continue reading “Pulling through”
