Complex Ovarian Cyst Story

Of angels and other mystical matters

Only Child is fascinated by angels. And from the fact that sooner or later you die. Yesterday we went to church, where often only Son wants to go to light candles and say a prayer to Jesus while we were in church, only Son of the crucifix has noticed and asked me what it was.
"It 's a man who was tortured and killed in the most heinous possible because he said things with which the Romans did not agree," I should tell him cowardly and instead I decided to respond "It 's the cross, the symbol of the Catholic faith." One child looked at me with a huge question mark on the forehead, which I have deliberately ignored.
And I diverted the conversation about guardian angels, which only Son like very much, as I buckled him since birth and a Grandma's Van Gogh also painted a little angel that we hung on his bed.
"I see my guardian angel," said an only child. "Ah, yes, and how?" I asked myself. "It 's like the one that drew her grandmother and her mouth is always laughing." "But that lucky," I commented, "I do not see him ever my guardian angel." "Ah, but I saw, "said an only child. "And how is it?" .... "Hmmm, your mouth has a downwards", he said the prophet run screaming and laughing.

few days I'll go to Italy because 'the godmother of MG. I explained that a sponsor is an Only Child a person who, if anything happens to the parents of MG should deal with her. A little 'as Uncle Tato, who is the godfather of an only child. "If you have a problem or you're unhappy, you can always call Uncle Tato because is your godfather and you have to deal with you and you must protect. "
Only Child has been a bit 'in silence and then said" But is my guardian angel who protects me. Uncle Tato it's not an angel. " Um, no, I never doubted the very nature extremely angelic little of your uncle.

Only Child Death comes only when you are old old. I have not had the heart to tell him that there are people who die when they are young. It 's too sad.
And I do not know where it comes from your comment, but it is so beautiful and romantic that the carry-over. "You know mom," she said, "when you die, before it passes through a lot of fog, then comes the wind that takes you to heaven." How nice!