It took but a stroke of fate to make the girl I was then to not show up at that meeting with war. Other girls did go to it, and ended up by joining the guerrilla. This story reemerges after all these years and, now, I am inescapably pursuing it. In 2016, I found out that, after the signing of the peace treaty with the Colombian government, 8.000 guerrilla members, of which 3.500 were women. I thought to myself: “one of those guerrilla women could have been me.” Months later, I found myself deeply immersed in the jungle, searching for those women whose destiny had been, indeed, to join the guerrilla. I lived there with many guerrilla women. In 2017, these women surrender their arms and reenter civil life. They begin to look for their families and children. The hardest of all is knowing that civil society doesn’t want to take these female ex-combatants back in.