For 10 years now, I’ve been travelling back and forth between London and Buenos Aires. I am not known for my love of flying, but what I do enjoy is the view from my window seat. As we cut through clouds in magical light, I am convinced we are traversing heavenly realms.

There is a reason for me telling you this. There are days in Recoleta Cemetery when the sky and the reflections collaborate to give me that same sense of the place we came from. The truth is, it’s always there, Behind the scenes, waiting for our re-return.