It is sad to die without getting ride of the bale.

The conscience becomes heavier and torments whoever has sinned more, doing less of what had promised.

I do not want to complain!

This apparent calm is not mine. Devoted and fraternal brothers offer me energy to be here.

It requires mental surveillance, my daughter! Nor everything we should feed in thoughts, because though real alive pictures around us, they show and many are the attentive eyes monitoring us, in feeding our vile desires to keep us in falls and deviations of our moral duties.

For the time being, nothing can do for you.

Pray for me, so that I get to recover you and myself too.

Pray for me without ask me the reasons, because I do not have the answers.

Jesus is our best Friend who sends the strength to sustain us. Ask Him for me.

Remain with Jesus.

Yours mother

Note: It is a mother's spirit talking to her daughter.