I have deeply missed this space: writing to you, but also writing to a version of myself that will probably die as part of my own evolution. I want to bring forward a question: how have you been measuring your own success? Throughout my life, I have been married to multiple identities that have caused me a great suffering: entrepreneur, wife, divorcée, cyclist, runner, ambitious, warrior… All of them have been part of my story, but today I understand that none of them defines my success....

Here, I am back with my blog post and my passion for storytelling. This Sunday, I went to the Apple Fair at the Botanic Garden in Cambridge with my friend Oliver, who is an expert on apples and motivated me to discover the world of apples. Apples in England are like mangoes in Venezuela so abundant that many go to waste . Nevertheless, it is a fruit I used to find quite boring… until I went to this fair. I never imagined how many different kinds of apples existed the variety, the flavours,...

I’m beginning to notice how those who planted in their gardens are already seeing their crops start to bloom. This has led me to reflect...