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...We still had a lot of love to give them
but we were tragically orphaned by our own children:
they left, leaving an incurable void in the bottoms of our hearts…
…We find inside of us that that love is suffocated by too much
pain
and we resuscitate it in order to offer it with joy and serenity
to many other children who are waiting and suffering
and need our help...
Like the caterpillar who transforms into a butterfly,
we transform the anguish that brought us together
in our darkest days of the separation
into a sentiment of the pure joy of giving ourselves….
It will be a way to begin to live again,
like our angels ask us to do with persistence,
with words that are whispered but often we are unable to hear... |
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