In the communal of Chacana, 11 km from Jimbe, is watch the remains of Donato, a man of small stature, who knew as a child. Then emigrated and forgot. Now I find that just died. A group of neighbors is dismissing. The district pastor has moved to the place. Along our way we leave behind precious things, loved ones, intense moments, and when it appeared to have been reappear as if they had happened just a moment ago. The trace prints each entity, for insignificant it may seem, is an indelible mark. Better to stay in contact.