I was born on the island of Gran Canaria in January 1982 together with my twin sister, Fayna. Together, we came to revolutionise the house.
Fayna and I came last in a family that had an immense desire to grow and form a large herd. When we arrived, our parents and our two older siblings, Maribel (7 years old) and Ancor (2 years old), were waiting for us with great enthusiasm and love.
My father was a blind man. He was born into a country family in a village in the centre of the island called Valleseco. He met my mother at the university where they were both studying. Thanks to my father’s perseverance and my mother’s help, he was able to graduate in philosophy and become a secondary school teacher until his retirement. Because of his blindness and his need for independence, we have always lived with guide dogs. The first was Prince, a dog full of strength and nobility, then Candy, all love and affection. Then Grechen, a dog who was pure vitality and irreverence, with no other dog my father had ever had so many blows. Finally, Lito, a gentle dog, full of peace and serenity, who accompanied my father for most of the end of his life. My father passes away in August 2020.
I spent most of my childhood on the beach, on the seashore playing with my brothers and sisters, living with the sand, the saltpetre and the smell of the sea. Learning about the tides, the marine flora and fauna and the influence of the moon. As well as discovering the peculiarities of the volcanic land to which I belong, full of fire and life. Still, to this day, when I feel a breeze in the air, I am transported back to my homeland and the memory of the trade winds, always present there.