I have always been someone very familiar. Since I can remember, I love to share everything with my family because, for me, the family is the essential nucleus in the life of every human being. When we talk about family, our parents are our greatest heroes. Those wonderful human beings who were kind enough to get together to make a life and bring us into the world, then perpetuating the essence of sharing it and taking us into adulthood to make ours in a good way.

Talking about my parents is more than a pleasure, it is a great appreciation. Fernando Antonio and Luisa del Valle formed a family a long time ago. He was 29 and she was only 15, practically a teenager. But that's how those times were. People married young and my mother's case was hasty because she had a very rigid and even tyrannical mother, who did not let her live the things of youth, which threw her into the arms of the thought of marriage at that age.

My father was a geological engineer and my mother was just a student at the high school. Despite the years of difference (14, to be exact), my father fell madly in love with my mother. She loved him too, but perhaps she saw him more as a protector, someone who would teach her how to conduct herself in life more safely. And that's how they started a life together.

Soon after we were married, my mother had me (I am the oldest of her children). I was only 16, in fact, many, today, say that we look more like sisters than mother and daughter. And that's right, my mother is my friend, my best friend. She gives me a lot of advice, and lately, I give her a lot of advice too. A fighting woman, always a warrior of life. She knew how to bring us up and educate as well, because I believe that my brothers and I have many well-seeded values, among them, the fact of knowing how to appreciate family.

She was always the strong hand in our upbringing. I remember her being strict and very jealous. But she was jealous of taking care of us, of not letting anything hurt us and that taught us. That we should not be harmed or harm others. To be upright and sincere, productive, and studious. And that's how we graduated from college and that was one of her greatest feelings of pride. Today we have a beautiful and special relationship.

I can't go a day without talking to my mother. The feeling that unites us is magical. She is one of my role models and great motors of life.

My father passed away 14 years ago. A great man, my pride, my example, my love. I identified myself very specially with him, because the character I consider, is very similar to his. A man of deep-rooted values who knew how to sow in his children. I always miss him and my heart wrinkles, and tears come to my eyes when I remember so many moments I have lived and those yet to be lived.

Daddy worked outside the region where we lived most of the time. He came home on weekends, that's why he was so spoiled. That made my mother take full responsibility for the house and for us, which made a dent and fractured his relationship with my mother. Years later, when we were in our teens, they separated and formed new families, of which I have two more sisters.