• Menu
  • Skip to right header navigation
  • Skip to main content
  • Skip to secondary navigation
  • Skip to primary sidebar
  • Skip to footer

Minhas Crônicas do Brasil

Stories Inspired by Life in Rural Brazil

Header Right

  • Email
  • Facebook
  • Instagram
  • Pinterest
  • YouTube
  • My Crônicas
    • Comedic
    • Socio-Political
    • Journalistic
    • Philosophy
    • Nostalgia
    • Poetry
  • What is a Crônica?
  • About
  • Blog
  • My Crônicas
    • Comedic
    • Socio-Political
    • Journalistic
    • Philosophy
    • Nostalgia
    • Poetry
  • What is a Crônica?
  • About
  • Blog

kidney donor

You are here: Home / Archives for kidney donor

Fear isn’t a negative

With our most recent drama there’s been many a conversation of late about courage with, well, just about everyone.  For those that asked me my opinion I would tell them that I think courage isn’t about not feeling afraid, it’s about feeling afraid and doing it anyway.  Fear is just meant to be a safety-check, …

Fear isn’t a negativeRead More

Category: Nostalgia, PhilosophyTag: courage, facing fear, kidney donor, Yes and Yes

The Things People Say

I don’t know if my husband knows it but when we first started dating he had competition, a very sweet friend of a friend. One night I picked up a phone call from the hospital, calling to see if I was free to come in and interpret in the Emergency Room. When I arrived it quickly …

The Things People SayRead More

Category: Nostalgia, PhilosophyTag: courage, family, kidney donor, Love

A brief pause

Dear crônica readers, Minhas Crônicas do Brasil is on a medical leave of absence for the next week or two. On August 1 my husband donated a kidney to his brother. All are doing well and we seem to be leaving the hard days behind and are moving into the phase where each day everyone …

A brief pauseRead More

Category: NostalgiaTag: family, kidney donor

Holding On

We just wanted to see the fireworks and a police blockade stood in our way. The crowd broke through, and we ran. We ran like our lives depended on it because it did. When you’ve got no papers the boys in blue aren’t your friends. We just wanted to see the fireworks so I grabbed …

Holding OnRead More

Category: Nostalgia, PoetryTag: kidney donor, letting go, Love, moving, the beginning

Footer

Recent Posts

Brazilians are savage AF (no, not that kind of savage)

Brazilians are savage AF (no, not that kind of savage)

How to stumble your way through the humble and humiliating

How to stumble your way through the humble and humiliating
yellow and green gasoline pumps

How long could you go without gasoline?

How long could you go without gasoline?
  • About
  • Contact
  • All Rights Reserved
  • Privacy Policy

Site Footer

Come follow the adventures!

  • Facebook
  • Instagram
  • Pinterest
  • YouTube

Copyright © 2023 Minhas Crônicas do Brasil · All Rights Reserved · Powered by Mai Theme