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Letter to my children

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Letter to my children

Alexia Cristina, Emmanuel and Anna Clara,
How good that when you receive this badly drawn letter, find them well.
Greetings to you and those who are with you, the adult life that you bring today in your journeys.
Children, I wish I had given you more meaning, it shows that life can be beautiful, you can paint a watercolor, but, we know that it is not so. The world has all good and bad facts, and we are in the rain out there to get wet, to please not only men (human beings), but God, the Nature He created.
I wanted to leave a better world for you, but actually I want you three better for the world.
Life asks for sacrifices, friendship has to be sincere, and there is no need. We have to know how to forgive, and that I learned along my way, we have to learn to respect and share Love.
Children, I was not a good mother, I know that, but I did my best, and now it is time for a new journey for both me and you.
I remember in those moments of you babies, I should have paid more attention, more education, more food.
Today, you grew up with a mother who always worked with the children of others, she became a nanny, because many think that the teaching profession is not to pass on Knowledge but to take care, but, I tried to stay close to you and educate , give the best I could give.
I invite you to work, follow examples, maybe not my path, but the example of your grandmother Deonilde who has always worked since the age of 9, and that she, with the memory of her grandfather Francisco, gave us a home, food, confidence, garden, medicinal herbs and spices without pesticides, but you still sought artificiality, the poison of industry, and I fear for the health of you three.
Children, age is coming, I don't have much to leave you, maybe a house, to share equally, giving 1% of the income, to your four little cousins: Luiz Felipe, Vinícius, Matheus and Juju, and that you are not separate, because for me, family is everything.
I know I'm not the best person to say that. I separated in fact by cousins ​​who were brothers, and who will always be in my heart, until the coming of the Lord Jesus back.
Children, I also went through times of revolt against my parents, especially my father, but today I understand that they just wanted to give me love and dedication.
Children, rejoice in the thorny paths, do your duties, then ask for your rights, do not exchange what is right for doubtful wrong, and know how much I loved and love you.
I want it to be difficult as it may be, never stop studying, read more, my father left me something I never shared with his uncle Marcos, a red hardcover Bible, but with letters that my vision at 53 can still read, a Ave Maria Bible, and this one as an older sister, I didn't even leave it in the will, is a relic, the Word of God well written. Read it and then hand it over if you no longer want to go to a religious museum.
Dear children, look for it is always in shelter and shelter people, share bread, and water.
Forget those social networks a little, and look each other in the eye, live in love and justice.
Do not look for deceptive sources, believe in the heart, when you are in danger, pray the prayer that the Master taught, even though you are a spiritualist, the Our Father is universal, and complete, so pray and reflect on each part of the prayer.
Well kids, now it's time to go.
Yes. Leaving because I have lived here a lot, and I give my body and spirit to Christ, to Emmanuel, who will let me rest for eternity.
And, I leave you that I truly love you and ask you never to let others interfere in this union. You were born from the seeds of the same father and the same mother, you have your personalities, your chromosomal genetics, which made us understand a little of the Robertsonian Translocation of chromosome 13, which came from the Gonçalves family, but this is a blessing, we are here in please contribute to the Sciences, and do not forget polydactyly, but the six fingers on your hand or feet, is part of our lives, and I would also like to thank you for reading this letter, written on a Friday, spring, listening to Father Zezinho, the beautiful sun outside, thinking about everything, and the joy of always trusting God, and thanking my life, my writing.
Today, on the twenty-third day of October, two thousand and twenty, a sabbatical, a pandemic, a corona virus. A girl-woman's faith that is always better at writing than speaking.
And, here I leave my lengths and feelings to you all.
Mom: Tereza Cristina G Castro
SP 10/23/2020 - 11h and 55min.
Peace, well, light, wisdom, health too.

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