A very dear friend of mine sent me a link today that I want to share with you and take as an example for a real radical change within our society.
I believe that a change is still possible but, to make it happen, it will take great inner strength and above all a common goal: to do good , for oneself and for others .
The world needs love , it doesn’t need useless old politicians … a separation between right, left or center, which only serves to distract the masses.
Make your life the best change towards the common good, of yourself and make sure that our children in twenty years can live in a better world without hypocrisy, ignorance and false myths in decay …
It doesn’t take much, a small gesture of sharing and love for one’s neighbor and the world can still change. History teaches .
Read the article.
A hug!
Delord .
Walter Bevilacqua, a shepherd in the Ossola mountains, was 68 years old. To the parish priest he said: “I am alone, that’s right”.
“I am alone, I have no family. I leave my place to those who need me most. To those who have children and have more right to live”. Walter Bevilacqua had confessed this to the parish priest a short time ago. Death caught him during the dialysis he underwent every week at the San Biagio hospital in Domodossola. The heart gave out during the therapy and the coffin was carried back to the cemetery by the Alpini of Varzo, black feathers like him. Behind the coffin, his sisters Mirta and Isis: “He was just as they describe him: selfless, simple. A hard worker. He knew a transplant would help him get by, but he felt at an age where he could do without it. . And he thought that that kidney, the result of a donation, was more useful to others “, says Isis.
A life full of sacrifices, as well as those of other mountain shepherds, close to their land. Lonely and selfless, in the most delicate moment of his life he said no to the transplant. “There are many who are waiting for this opportunity. People with families and more right to live than me. That’s right” he said, with that naturalness that has always distinguished him. Bevilacqua died a few days ago at the age of 68, a story that came to light when the parish priest of the town, Don Fausto Frigerio, told it in the church during mass, an example to be entrusted to everyone. That phrase, pronounced a long time ago, had stuck with him: “He told me during a chat. I know that he had also confided it to an acquaintance with whom he was in the hospital for treatment” says the priest. news that broke the silence of Ossola, in a corridor valley towards Switzerland, a few minutes away. On the mountains of the Divedro valley, Walter Bevilacqua spent his years, raised by his grandfather Camillo, a man of other times, loyal to the rules, a hard worker. From him he had learned never to spare himself, not to complain about the difficulties of those who live at high altitudes. “I think he never took vacation” says those who knew him well. Agriculture and animals were his passion. His world was there, a slice of land torn from the mountain that a little further up becomes a spectacle in the basin of Alpe Veglia.
Source: LaStampa.it
