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GIASTIN

While Rosaria was growing up, being 5 years old... 

I realized I was waiting for my third baby. 

I had no fear, the doctors were clear, this disease affects one in 4 children, and if it affects the female gene, it does not affect the male one, so I faced the pregnancy with great serenity. 

Giastin was born on October 29th, 1987, and when the midwife saw her, she told me: "Today, a star is born!" I laughed and asked why, so she replied that it seemed that she was already in position for a photo, and she had such a clever little face, that the nurses took her in turns in their arms.

At that time we were in Germany. Rosaria was in Italy with my parents. 

So we decided with Giuseppe to return. 

Giastin was fine. 

All the medical examinations confirmed it, so as she began to grow and began to walk, we were serene and Rosaria was very happy with her little sister, and if Giastin had ever had a problem of speech, Rosaria was always ready to guess every word, in fact Giastin was a river in flood for everything she said and Rosaria was very happy for every new word.

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But soon all this peace would disappear. 

I realized that Giastin struggled to stand up, she no longer got out of the bed alone, something was wrong and I took her to the hospital. 

The doctor tells me, after having examined her, that the reflexes were there and the little girl was fine, she tells me that I was becoming paranoid, but seeing my concern she told me that after Easter she would have hospitalized her and deepened the matter. She asked me if I was aware of everything the child will have to face and I said yes. 

That Easter never passed, I couldn't wait to hospitalize her. So the day came, a month passed before having the whole picture complete. That day she was alone in the hospital with Giastin, she called the head physician and told me: 'Carolina, I can confirm what you thought, Giastin is suffering from the same disease as Rosaria, but I can't explain it.'

It is useless to add what happened inside me. 

It is something that devastates your soul. You no longer feel your body. 

Already about Rosaria I had said to God: 'You on your way and I on mine!' Now again, more my anger towards Him grew, and even more I sank into the darkness. That anger became like a superhuman strength, and the challenge of making it without Him and not succumbing [bezwijken]. 

But that was not all, within a week Giuseppe would have had a very bad accident, and was a year bedridden. All this plunged me even deeper into the darkness of my loneliness of the soul.

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Meanwhile Giastin was growing up. 

She was two and a half years old, when she saw a crucifix and asked me: 'Mum, but Jesus why did they put him on the cross? Was he so naughty?' Without thinking, I answered her: 'No Giastin, Jesus died out of love for you, for me, and for everyone.' 

I had given that answer to myself that afternoon. 

And I began to ask myself a thousand questions.

The next morning... 

I went to Rosaria's bed to wake her up... 

and she always said to me: 'Mom, I love you.' 

This was her good morning, I looked at her big eyes, and I immediately understood that God was saying to me: 'I love you.' 

She had it to me repeated every day, without ever getting tired, and from that moment I had found a medicine for my daughters, but no pharmaceutical company could produce it, it cost too much, the only ones who could invest all that amount were me and Giuseppe, yes because that medicine was called Love.

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From that day everything changed. 

A light began to emerge until my confession with a holy priest. 

That evening I went home, yes home, that house where God the Father was waiting for me to celebrate, 

I still carry that party in my heart and soul. 

After my conversion, nothing scared me... 

and no one could harm me.

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