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Being a Mother and Poor in Cuba

In flashback, a question frequently asked me was: Are you going to give birth in Cuba? Then I was very young and didn’t think about that possibility.

It is not an easy thing to pull through – loneliness. Not easy at all… Someone once said: “loneliness is the ultimate poverty”. Perhaps it is.

Last week I escorted a group of three US citizens, one visiting from Tucson and the other two from Pennsylvania, to Agua Prieta, Sonora.

Desecrating a Marti bust is the most loathsome thing you can do to Cubans and the perpetrators should have the Law fall upon their shoulders.

Pedro Pablo Morejon recants his January 7th, the day he found his mother dead in her room, and his efforts that followed…

The government talks about increasing national production vs. imports but in practice the agricultural policy often goes in the opposite direction.

Even though Cuban families have been slogging their way through very tough times, we recently celebrated a “Happy New Year”.

A friend who lives outside of Cuba, with whom I communicate every day, believes that I am increasingly pessimistic.

I grew up in a neighborhood of a rural community, where we played baseball and went around quite freely without our parents having to worry.

Honduras has blessed me (as hard as it gets at times) to see and live its reality as the Honduran does.