.“For my kids, victims of drugs”.
My son, my sweet son. Son of my love, do you know how
much I love you?
Can you only imagine how I love you?
Tell me honey, what’s wrong?
I just want to hear your voice. – What do you have to
tell me?
Tell me whatever you want, just talk me.
I don’t know if any day we can meet us in this land.
But at heavens I am sure we are going to seat us at the same table.
In this land may be you can’t see me, you can´t hear
me. But I can see you honey, I can hear you, and you don’t know how happy I am,
when I love you.
You are the reason of my live.
I know and I hope the day, when you open your eyes and
leave this kind of life, and you can touch the light, and your heart will begin
to shine.
Honey, I am sorry for you, when I wake up on early
morning, I am thinking in you, and I am with you; with my mind, my spirit an my
soul.
My dear, I am a limited human like you, and I know lot
things about you, that you don’t imagine.
But, we are not alone, we have a special mother. Big
and powerful mother, that covers us every night, with her clothes with stars.
Her name is Mary, the mother of Jesus.
Our father of heavens is with us, and Jesus is with
us.
Darling, we are in the love, because the Holy Trinity loves
us so much, so we can love.
Honey, I am praying for no more drugs, no more things
that destroy you. The most beautiful thing that God can create is you, my
pretty son.
I know how you feel with drugs, honey, until now you
only know the thrash, but believe me! This live has other things! Beautiful
things that you need to discovered!
I am with you, because I love you.
Sincerely
Sister Fatima de
Cristo Resucitado
O.C.D.