It’s hard to write and describe what happens when someone you love so much and admire so much leaves. Also thinking that these words are public, on the one hand, resonates strangely with me. One part wants Adolfo to become eternal and for everyone to remember him, and another wants to reserve that emotion for the sheets and my loved ones. I want to take it as a tribute to my great Adolfo.
Dear Adolfo: I start with the most important and palpable thing that you could give me: the profession. That girl who arrived in Madrid at the age of 18 and to whom you did not hesitate to propose her first role in theater. On the CDN! I couldn’t believe it… Your only doubt was that I had to start the show singing. You are always the one in charge of telling this anecdote and I love seeing how you exaggerate it and how you piss yourself laughing telling it. Now it’s my turn to tell it and say that the first thing I told you is that my uncles are from the Consorcio and Mocedades, so of course I knew how to sing! (I had no idea).
I also remember that day in the rehearsal room when you sat me on a stool and told me: “Forget everything. Here, sitting, face to face, tell me this monologue. Don’t project it, just tell it to me.” Trembling I told you and I saw the pride in your eyes. I saw that you liked my truth working and that you wanted me on your team.
This is how our years of travel together began. K Producciones, you, Cristina, your daughter Violeta, Sonia Almarcha… it always suits me. Little by little everything evolved into a love story. I say love because friendship is the most beautiful love there is.
Life is coincidences, circumstances, moments. Thank you for showing up and giving me part of who I am. If there is one thing that is clear to me, it is that you have changed my life, Adolfo.
I want to think about the eternal, about what remains of you forever beyond this deep pain and emptiness. The values. Your social commitment. The fight against injustice. Whenever a Kproducciones text or a book that you recommended came into my hands, I knew that there was something to denounce, something to contribute, some closed mind to open.
Always so generous… you gave everything, absolutely everything. I speak in plural because Cristina, your wife, your half, is another great person who I cannot fail to mention. Your love has marked my life. I always give you an example in my stories to explain how I want to bond in love as a couple. It’s not easy to feel so comfortable with people. With you I have always felt that way.
And I thank you with all my heart for the clean and genuine love you have given me.
For me there is no theater without you. There will be no stage that I step on that I don’t want to dedicate to you; text they send me that I don’t want to share with you; play that I see that I don’t feel like messing with you. Thank you for everything I learned at your side. How much kindness, wisdom and example you leave.
Missing you is not enough. I love you with all my heart. Here, in life, you are going to leave this void that we will try to fill with life, theater and justice.
With all my love, your friend Susana.