There’s a time to live and a time to die. In between there’s time to remember. That is all I’ve done for these past days, silently filling in the mis… - Isabel Allende

Most of my writing is an attempt to bring an illusory order to the natural chaos of life, to decode the mysteries of memory, to search for my own identity. I have been doing it for several years, and I have achieved none of the above. My life is as messy as it always has been; my memory still works in mysterious ways-plus I am losing it!-and I still don't have a clear idea of who I really am. Most people would come to the same conclusion. We evolve, change, age. Nobody is carved in stone, except the very pompous or self-righteous.

Sospecho que todo lo ocurrido no es fortuito, sino que corresponde a un destino dibujado antes de mi nacimiento y Esteban García es parte de ese dibujo. Es un trazo tosco y torcido, pero ninguna pincelada es inútil.

No hagamos promesas que tal vez no podamos cumplir. Vamos a recorrer este camino juntos, paso a paso, día a día, con la mejor intención. Eso es lo único que podemos prometernos.