I'm by your side and I'm never one that discredits their dreams.
Am I sometimes change their itinerary, and to delay their schedules to avoid accidents or unpleasant encounters.
Yes, am I talking in your ear those "inspirations" that you believe that you just have the "big idea".
I'm the one who causes you shivers when you approach situations or places that will hurt you.
And I'm crying for you when you with your stubbornness insists on doing everything backwards just to challenge
the world.
How many nights spent at the head of your bed while ensuring their health, caring for his fever and renewing their
energies.
How many days I held you so you would not get on that bus, car and by plane?
How I drove the dark streets in safety? I dunno, lost count, and it does not matter.
What really matters, and what makes me sad and worried, that's when you assume the posture of victim of the world,
when you do not believe in their ability to solve problems when you accept situations as insoluble
when you stop "fighting" and just complains about everything and everyone, when you gives up to be happy and blame someone
person for your unhappiness, when you stop smiling, and assumes that there is no reason to laugh when the world
is full of wonderful things, even when you forget me, your guardian angel, whom God gave the honor
to assist in this task so difficult it is to live and prosper.
Because let me speak directly with you, I would remind you, I'm always by your side, even when
you believe you are totally alone and abandoned, until this moment I'm holding your hand, I I'm consoling
your heart, I'm looking at you, and love you too, I feel sad with their sadness, but as I know you
born to shine, I thank God for the blessed opportunity to you know and care for you because you
is very special indeed.
Your guardian angel, who believes in you.
Ore, thank you, Ask, he's there with you listening to you:
"Angel of the Lord, my zealous keeper, if you entrusted me with the divine mercy, rule me, save me, me rule, enlighten me, Amen. "
Padre Marcelo Rossi
Namasté ...
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