Entre as graças que a vida me tem dado

tem a graça de abrir os olhos e ver o seu todos os dias

tem a graca de andar, sentar e levantar

Tem a graca de respirar, cantar, contar historias e sorrir

Todas sao gracas de Deus que me foram dadas desde pequena.

Alem de todas essas graças, tive e tenho a graca de ter pai e mãe parentes e amigos

de ter familia, marido, irmaos, primos e filhos...

Filhos são super-gracas, sempre e em qualquer situação.

Super-gracas sao eternas

Sao inesquecíveis

Vivem dentro de mim.

Ontem, hoje, amanhã

 

Ontem, hoje, amanhã

 

Eu tenho pena hoje de quem queria o ontem que nunca mais vai voltar.

Sei que no amanhã quem queria o ontem vai querer o hoje que nunca mais vai voltar

Tenho pena de todos que querem o que não tem, mais inclusive de mim.

O certo é querer o hoje do jeito que ele é

O certo é não ter pena. Afinal somos filhos amados de Deus.

Aqui e hoje, agora é uma benção e um presente!

E porque negar um presente?

Ontem foi também um presente

Assim como hoje.

E cada hoje deve ser vivido com amor,

o amor que vive para sempre

Yesterday Today Tomorrow

 

Yesterday Today Tomorrow

 

I feel sorry today for those who wanted yesterday that will never come back.

I know that tomorrow those who wanted yesterday will want today that will never come back 

 I pity everyone who wants what they don't have, including myself.

The right thing is to want today the way it is

 The truth is, don't be sorry. After all, we are God's beloved children.

Here and today, now is a blessing and a gift!

 And why deny a gift? Yesterday was also a gift

 Just like today.

And every today must be lived with love, the love that lives forever

o amor que não morre nunca

 

 

O amor  continua em brasa e bem forte no coração

mas agora vem o medo de não fazer por outros amores

medo de outras saudades

Agora ir a lugares que eu nunca mais frequentei porque lembrava do meu filho parece importante

Devo frequentar com outros amores

na vida o mais importante é ter amores e cultivar amores

não importa aonde eles estão  onde moram ou vivem

Cada um tem um local especial no coração

E não saem nunca do Coração

Vejo agora que não devo deixar de frequentar nada

Se as lembranças chegam é porque foram vividas e ruim mesmo é não viver.

Por isso fui ao mar e já não o achei mais tão mal assim

Ele sempre e deu alegrias e lembranças boas.

Desligo as lembranças ruins e cultivo alegrias do amor que não morre nunca

the love that never dies

 

 

Love remains on fire and very strong in the heart

But now comes the fear of not doing the best for other loves

fear of missing others

Now going to places I never went again because it reminded me of my son feels important

 I must frequent with other loves

 in life the most important thing is to have loves and cultivate loves no matter where they are or where they live

Everyone has a special place in the heart of someone.

And never leave the heart

I see now that I must not miss anything

 If the memories come it's because they were lived and bad is not living.

 That's why I went to the sea and I didn't think it was so bad anymore

It always gave joy and good memories.

 I turn off bad memories and cultivate joys of love that never dies

My star in the sky since 10 years ago

 

 

...and I'm still here

From you my beautiful son Daniel Rúbio (Iel), my angel from heaven

I have many beautiful stories to tell that are forever engraved in my heart

Having you was a great victory, an endless joy

Take you to school, host birthday parties

 Invite friends to parties, make me happy with your jokes and your 10's! Oh how that made me proud

 You were always smart and happy.

No wonder you were always very dear to your friends.

And it was also no accident that your keyboard teacher after two weeks of lessons told me you were a monster on the piano

 I miss the piano that remains silent here

We'll never learn to play like you

Sometimes I hear you playing in my mind or I put your recordings to listen

There are old songs, classics, Ave Maria de Gounot, what a wonderful world, aquarela, jazz... Oh how I miss it!

In the United States, the highlight was the trumpet in the Urbana Middle School band

And more amazing grades!

Medals in the NYSP, goals in the junior official team And the crowd screamed: Iel...

Me, your father, your brothers and friends always in the crowd Vai Iel!!!

On your return to Brazil you were already quite big after 4 years

You  became a beautiful boy who always gave me lots of kisses and hugs...

We miss you so much here Iel

But your story is written forever in the book kept inside my heart

 It has a beginning, middle and an end here on earth

but it continues in the sky since from here I see you as a star

The truth is that you are an angel from heaven interceding with the Father for us.