Lord Jesus ... today I sit at the keyboard after a few days without writing ... and while I do it out of obligation than inspiration, I think I will be good to externalize some of these feelings I keep inside ...
It's funny ... but no matter how long or painful the disease, we never really prepare for the moment of death ... and I do not mean lack of faith ... on the contrary, I have my heart in the hope of new life with You and I do not fear death ... but it is the physical absence which strikes us in our humanity ...
It is interesting to see how different people live right now ... look at Mom, with her strong faith and his eyes set on Ti ... although sad part is aware that Aya finally able to rest ... but Dad, but not joined by ties of blood, I think for your Parkinson's disease is reflected in this reality ...
You know these days ... I've thought about the way we live ... not just us, but this "modern" society that every day you want more ... do more, have more, enjoy more ... and yet every day you want less ... less suffering, less commitment, less responsibilities ... and between more and less, we will life ... and we forget the most important: love ...
Lord, if living love is so easy ... why are we so hard? Aya ... at least left us a beautiful example of how to love ... loved your husband ... your brothers ... your daughter ... to their children and grandchildren ... and all those who crossed over to her along the way ... and with his perseverance and energy, made his mark on all who knew her ... but especially in his family ...
Tonight I want to thank you for giving me a grandmother ... thank you for your wonderful example of generosity ... delivery ... and above all, thank you for showing through your heart the importance of family ... I hope that the end is near Abu Paco to their parents and dear brothers ... and that one day we will meet together in Heaven ... meanwhile, say that I love ... Amen ...
