"Mom, do you like?" Anna Chiara asks me, handing me a drawing.
"Beautiful. But what?" There is a cloud of red lines in a starry sky.
"Your guardian angel. E 'red, your favorite color."
"Beautiful. What do you call my guardian angel?"
"Coeli"
touches me deeply to the idea that the little he thought of my Coeli as a guardian angel. In fact it is just that: good, messy and exuberant Coeli is help from heaven.
[editor's note: To understand who is Coeli, you can rummage through the posts that carry its label below]
0 comments:
Post a Comment