Candle Story for myDaughter Ildiko and her mum Gitta Putnoki for the former you.

uncle joe made this candle.

May this candle light the vistas you walk in dimmed light or in darkness with closed hearts and with wounded pride you can't see. I wish to honour the parts of you both who used to be gems till recently. The alchemy of defensiveness corrupted healthy chemistry and you escaped from me who asked why? but neither of you told me. I mourn the educated heart you used to have, and grieve with great concerns for your physical, mental and financial health I no longer allowed to help with protecting you.-