Since we came to the world through the magic of life, our loved ones are forming us and preparing us to be able to see the opportunities that existence gives us. My father always says that life is a bus. Sometimes, we have to wait a long time for the opportunity to arrive and we must even run behind it to reach the destination we want to achieve. Life is a bus, because sometimes it happens fast moving on the existential path or slow depending on the obstacles of the road. life is a bus because while it is walking in the compas of time always unstoppable, many people sit by our side, good or bad or both inclusive and in walking, many get off and others arrive. life is a bus because at the end of its journey it always takes us to the promised destination. always put the destiny of our lives in the hands of the greatest and wonderful driver that is God, our Lord Jesus and we will happily realize the goal of having lived always seeing from the window the relativity of the things that have happened to us and understanding or giving meaning to what we may not have understood.
