Anne Carson, in the book Types of Water, talks about when she used to visit her father in the hospital. He had dementia, a disease that strips the mind and body of faculties. Carson recalls the verbal current that emanated from her father's lips, a babbling that neurologists call 'word salad' because it dissolves into the air, without possible comprehension. My grandmother has been speaking this foreign language for a while now. She doesn't tell me things directly, she throws them into the world, in case someone can catch them. Her words, like arrows from a distant tribe, graze me, impossibly. Could I ask her, Tita, what do you want to tell me? What were you thinking those times you only offered me silence? Have you been happy, Tita? I would like to remind her of how I have always loved her, without demands, with an elegant complicity. Like hands that grip tightly under a table.

We met at a party. When Tito’s was still Tito’s (which makes me feel very old). It all started as good love stories begin: with two glances that met in the middle of the room. “What’s your name?”, “What are you studying?” and a kiss as a promise that I would look for him again. And I did. Some supernatural force wanted me to end up finding him on Facebook (which also makes me feel very old), just from the two questions I asked him.

The only daughter is having her birthday: one, specifically. And, with only a few days difference, my mother too. She's turning 55. I like that I fell into this coincidence, because it reminds me more than ever that without a unique mother there would have been no only daughter. I started writing more inwardly and less outwardly when I discovered that the world could be explained through the stories we keep within ourselves. And the story with my mother is one of them. The first one, I'd say. And perhaps, one day, it will also be the last. Because it's a story that never ends.

The company Como la Liamos has once again chosen Mallorca as the setting for its now-traditional blind dates, which they organize throughout Spain. This time, the Cristal bar in Palma was selected as the venue for this event. First Dates in Mallorca before Christmas. As they detailed in the your Instagram profileThe blind dates will take place this Thursday, December 11th, and the show will begin at 8 pm. This will be the second blind dating event the company has organized in Mallorca, following a similar event held last October at the restaurant.More Natural from Blanquerna Street, also in Palma.

When Ramon Madaula met Silvia Munt in the early 90s, she was a well-known actress and he was a budding actor. "She was a star, she had recently premiered The Diamond Square"He explains. It was in that context that a theater director summoned them both to a café to propose that they star in his play. It was the first time they had met in person. "Neither of us was entirely convinced by the project, and we exchanged home phone numbers to continue talking. That same afternoon, we called each other and confirmed that we didn't want to do it. We didn't work together, but it was the beginning of a relationship that has lasted thirty years."