The day I got that fatal letter I couldn’t believe my eyes. The words pierced my heart like sharp knives causing me a tremendous pain. I decided that my life was over. But the Virgin of the Solitude took pity on me and eventually calmed me. She brought, miraculously, relief to my broken heart. I thank the Virgin because my life began to have sense again.

I give thanks to you, Virgin, for helping me to bear all that enormous weight on my shoulders.

I was a victim of the others’ pleasures, because of a forbidden passion. I was playing with fire without thinking about the consequences. And now I’m paying dearly for it.

The sinner

I give thanks to the Virgin of San Juan for bringing a great love in my life. When I already thought that my heart was dry and that I would never love again, this wonderful man came to my life. He made my heart beat fast again, and all around me got flourished and illuminated.

I thank the Lord for allowing some folks to find meaning in their lives by complaining, censoring and reporting others.

I thank God for showing me the shortest way to hideout when I was scared.

I only hope that when you’ll decide to end my life, you will open the gate to the celestial Kingdom for me, even though I sold my soul to Lucifer.

I thank Saint Florian, because, through the flames, I discovered the ice in the Juan Luis Alberto’s heart in time.

Forever yours. Anita. 2014.

I thank my parents, the spermatozoon that arrived first, the egg that let him enter, the life that is a mystery for I can seat here and do what I enjoy to do.

Sacred Heart of Jesus, for whom it is impossible not to have compassion on the afflicted, have pity on us miserable sinners and grant us the grace which we ask of you, through the sorrowful and immaculate heart of Mary, your tender mother.