Introduction All Is Born to Blossom
The book of my life is the story of a journey of hope, a journey that I can’t imagine separated from that of my family, of my people, of all God’s people. In every page, in every passage, it is also the book of those who have traveled with me, of those who came before, of those who will follow.
An autobiography is not our private story, but rather the baggage we carry with us. And memory is not just what we recall, but what surrounds us. It speaks not only about what has been but about what will be. Memory, in the words of a Mexican poet, is a present that never ceases to pass.
It seems like yesterday, and yet it’s tomorrow.
People often say “wait and hope”—so much so that the word
esperar in Spanish means both “to hope” and “to wait”—but hope is above all the virtue of movement and the engine of change: It’s the tension that brings together memory and utopia to truly build the dreams that await us. And if a dream fades, we need to go back and dream it again, in new forms, drawing with hope from the embers of memory.
We Christians must know that hope doesn’t deceive and doesn’t disappoint: All is born to blossom in an eternal springtime.
In the end, we will say only: I don’t recall anything in which You are not there.
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