Mi vida querida

Is a stolen kiss, a jump from a moving train, the furtive shadow of a woman, a mid-afternoon drunk or the risky questions of a girl enough to shape a world that has its own weight and tells the whole life? If the writer is Alice Munro, a simple adjective serves to cross the borders of the anecdote and place us in the place where feelings and emotions boil. The great Canadian author surprises us once again with My Dear Life, a collection of stories in which we see men and women forced to deal with doubt, pain and disappointment with no other resources than their humanity. Beginnings, endings, twists of fate... and suddenly, when we thought the story would come to its obvious conclusion, Munro invites us to give another twist that changes the flow of events and moves the reader, showing to what extent that daily life that tires us so much can become extraordinary. The volume closes with a few pages that Munro dedicates to her own childhood, some splendid notes where the personal merges with fiction, because, in the words of the same author "autobiography lives in form, more than in content".