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| LINKING AND DESTROYING THE DEVIL AND SATAN IN YOUR FINANCE, IN YOUR INCOME !!!!!!!!!!! | |||||||
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Chapter. Destroying the devil in your prosperity, your income and your finances. Story from site http://web.sugardas.lt/index.php?cid=305839 Every day, at the way to lunch and from lunch, I run through the neighboring yard. And before, I constantly saw in the window of the first floor the lonely silhouette of an old woman. She was not alone but with a fluffy smoky cat , cat sat at the window. Together they sadly watched what was happening in the courtyard. In summer and on fine off-season days, they went out onto the balcony and basked in the sun for long hours. Everyone ran about their business, and no one cared about the lonely old woman with the cat. Last summer I had an operation, after which I was on sick leave for a long time. Every day I forced myself to walk, and one day I found myself in a familiar courtyard. Noticing me, the old woman happily waved her hand to me. I was in no hurry and therefore slowly hobbled to the balcony to talk to the old woman. - Hello, I see you often. Do you live alone? - One, daughter, one. - What is your name? - I am Baba Anya. - Maybe you need help? - No, thank you, they help me, - said Baba Anya and she told me in five minutes about her whole long life. Начались скандалы, и однажды он собрался и уехал в Англию, куда еще раньше выехал его бывший коллега. Там как-то быстро устроился и первое время даже помогал. Потом к нему уехали и взрослые сыновья со своими семьями. Дочь бабы Ани оставалась в Висагинасе до последнего дня, пока имела работу. Но лет пять-шесть назад и она оказалась на улице - закрыли детский сад, где она работала. Шансов найти в городе работу не было. Стоять на бирже и жить на пособие она не захотела. До пенсии ей оставалось еще десять лет. Семья к тому времени окончательно распалась. И дочь уехала на заработки в Германию. А через полгода умер дед - так звала своего супруга баба Аня. Дочь приехала ненадолго схоронить отца. Осталась утешить мать - и потеряла работу в Германии. Через месяц снова поехала на поиски работы. С тех пор баба Аня и осталась одна с котом, который на самом деле оказался кошкой Мусей. About 15 years ago her daughter and her husband took the Baba Anya from a distant Kostroma village to the city Visaginas by their daughter. Everything was fine, the daughter had a job, the son-in-law worked at the station. The grandchildren were already adults. But life gradually began to crumble. First, my son-in-law lost his job. Six months he was in stress, sometimes even went into alcohol problems. Scandals began, and one day he packed up and went to the England, where his former colleague had job and place to live. Somehow he quickly got a job there and even helped to the doughter and kids at first. Then his grown-up sons with their families also went to himto the England. Baba's daughter Ani stayed in Visaginas until the last day, while she had a job. But five or six years ago, and she ended up on the street - they closed the kindergarten where she worked. There was no chance of finding a job in the city. She did not want to stand on the stock and live on welfare. She still had ten years to retire. The family had completely disintegrated by that time. And the daughter went to work in Germany. And six months later, grandfather died. The daughter came to bury her father for a short time. She stayed to console her mother - and lost her job in Germany. A month later she went to look for a work again. Since then, Baba Anya was left alone with the cat, Musya's cat. This is how they live together. “I’ve completely become depleted,” Baba Anya complained, “I can only walk with a walker. That's why I don't go out into the street. My daughter hired an assistant for me. She goes to the store and help me at the apartment. - And how do you live? Do you have enough pension? After all, the assistant must be paid? We have enough money with Muska. The daughter helps. But why we need this life? We are sitting with Musya (Baba Anya stroked the cat during our conversation constantly), two old women, it is time for both of them to die, but the Lord don’t call us to Him. And we sit as in the prison! And now there is no one even to visit me. This is how Baba Anya and I became “friends”. But not for long. Sick leave ended, and I went to work. And Baba Anya sat alone by the window. Muska was not around. I noted this sadly. And recently, Baba Anya disappeared from the window. I didn't even immediately understand when it happened. I began to look carefully at her windows every day, but the old woman was not there. I was alarmed. One day, returning from my work, I went to her neighbors. The door was opened by a teenage girl with the headphones of the player in her ears: - So they buried Baba Anya two weeks ago, a stroke ... - said the girl and slammed the door. I did not sleep that night. And not because I was so worried about the death of my unfamiliar woman Anya. I suddenly realized with particular clarity: far away my mother is a lonely. I was haunted by the thought, how is my mother? My mom was alone in Siberia. And suddenly I realized the fact that my brother lives in the same city with her but she is absolutely alone. Because, in her modesty, she never bothers her son with problems. And I can not change anything. I can’t take my mother to me for many reasons, but the most important is that she don’t want to leave her home. After all, this is the same as an old tree goes replanting and die. Since I learned about the death of Baba Anya, I began to take valocordin for the pain in my heart, as if leaving, Baba Anya shifted the burden of her loneliness onto my awakened conscience. Why am I writing this? Please, take care of each other! Take a look around! Take care of your lonely neighbor, maybe she of he need of attention, and maybe someone out there, far away, will take care of your lonely mother ... Now I know what to do, I will break this circle. Svetlana M. So you lost your job.
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