The intimate desire of Rocío Dúrcal that took years to be fulfilled

Sixteen years ago I had my last encounter with Rocio durcal. Mariela, as her friends knew her, was convinced that she was going to overcome the cancer that, unfortunately, twelve months later, ended her life. We met at the exit of the hospital on the outskirts of Madrid where he was undergoing treatment. She never lost her smile, she encouraged those who felt pain when they saw her sick, it was pure optimism.

Days later I called her on the phone, in the middle of the conversation she made me a confidence that left me astonished: “You know how madrassa I am and how in love I am with my husband Antonio, if one day I am missing I ask God that after my death they remain united”.

I understood it perfectly. Deep down, she knew that the inheritance would lead to disunity, that her children and her husband could come into conflict. Marieta was generous to the limit, loving and sincere.

His premonition was fulfilled and the family schism reached a supine confrontation. Luckily both parties came to their minds, and that last wish of the singer was more than fulfilled. Antonio, whom almost everyone knew as Junior, he reconciled with his children and the family was united again. Shayla, her young daughter, had a good “fault” for the reunion, who joined forces so that her father reached a cordial meeting with her two brothers, Carmen and Antonio.

Today, March 25, on the fifteenth anniversary of the death of Rocío Dúrcal, not only do I remember the good times we spent together, such as those endless evenings at her villa in Torrelodones, gatherings seasoned by good gin and tonics, but also how generous which was in his responses when he did interviews, he always gave headlines, did not shy away from questions and turned the talks between the journalist and the artist into conversations between close friends.