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October 20 A taste of happy and unhappy and Holly quotesToday I did my weekly travel to see my daughter Daria. The train was the same; the entrance into the train-station in Cluj Napoca has respected its not understandable monthly changing in space as always; the small entrance was full of tired people as usual; the same old, too old train; but I was new with my new status of healthy (almost) man having a little diabetes on its blood – hm, maybe the Dracula had also diabetes even the rate was not so high at his times:D.
Then I had the weekly breadth of happy, love, play and dream. Daria was ill and her love was white, shining in tired hands and her unique eye dropping tears on my heart. Then we were on a spaceship and we invaded mysterious unknown planets. At the end she told me to come back. I was happy than, I am happy now.
On my way back I did travel with an Angel of girl or a girl of Angel…who knows? This little girl spoke the best Romanian language I’ve heard in the last few years. I was surprised! And I was happy! Daria has a big chance because this little sunshine travel almost 40 Km each Saturday, changing two trains and a bus to learn mathematics and Romanian language with two professors in Ocna Mures , where my child lives.
I found the Holly Bible translated into Latin on the net! I did search Mathew 7, 6 – this quote is day by day more actually in my life… But I continue to respect the truth…http://www.newadvent.org/bible/mat007.htm October 19 About first heart beatWhat about first heartbeat? It’s sure it was in the past. It’s sure it was something as a miracle for a lot of doctors (unfortunately their heart bets no more now) and it was a huge pain and blood of my unique mother. I can’t remember something about that moment but I’m caring in my “left upper pocket” many beats of many people that were there … The heartbeat of an old and wise nurse waiting to be finished a 23 birth on that day, the heart beat of a genitor washing the floor of next room, the heartbeat of my father somewhere away from that second and space, the heartbeat of an invisible angel caring on its wings the life flame from God… Now I’m hearing my heartbeat… Tick, Tack, Tick, Tack… The sound keeps me alive to remember about all these people. And it makes me to care about any people around me. Because you know, many of them are still caring on their left up pockets and in their eye the first beat of their heart with such a wonderful sound of God! That’s my first Blog beat as a heartbeat. Thank you all and God bless you! |
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