I confess that I'm writing this letter to you because, sometime ago, I've read this book consisting in the letters that a little boy writes to you. The boys name is Óscar and he is 10 years old! He has leukemia and basically he tells you about his days in the hospital until his death... (I think you should read it😉! The name of the book is "Óscar e a Senhora Cor-de-rosa"!)
Why have I decided to do this? Even I don't know!! I feel close, but at the same time, I feel distant... I feel that I'm okay, but I think the opposite!
Lately, I've sinned a lot, I'm sorry... I can't no longer decide what's bad or good and I think that this is, somehow, a way of ask you for help!
You gave me freedom, and as time goes by, you gave me more, but I don't think that I'm enjoying well the freedom that you're giving to me, I have two options, two ways, and lately, I just choose the wrong one!
I ask you to take care of me too many times! I'm selfish because I'm worried in erring over and over again and I forget everything that's going on around me, in the real world...
I could, I can and I want to do more, but my selfishness distract me!
Kisses from you're big friend M!
Ps: today, I wanted to ask you to pray for all the good dads in the world! Thanks for all!! Bye!
