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My name is Marie. I barely lived a few minutes, then my soul returned home. Why? Because that was my mission. A mission that allowed my parents to grow in hardship. Grow and evolve. Not to destroy themselves, but to better understand the meaning of life through mourning for their child. They understood the importance of the present moment and unconditional love for a being who passed through their lives like a shooting star only to die out. The love of two beings who made it through it all and lived in a more real and stronger way. And even gave life again. It wasn’t a trial that wanted to extinguish you, but that appeared in your life to make you realize the importance of life and what it teaches. There are several little Marys like me around the world. Some stay longer, others even less. All you have to remember is that life is a big step in your journey and it should not be overlooked. Mom and dad, I’ll always be there.