pamenu, kaip beveik kasdien verkdavau, žiūrėdamas pro langą, melsdamasis ir tikėdamasis, kad viskas bus gerai, ir labai norėjau, kad mama būtų arčiau, kad ji pajustų, kad tai taip pat praeis ir galbūt pagamins skanaus naminio maisto.
i remember crying almost everyday as i looked out the window praying and hoping that everything was going to be okay and i really wished i had my mom closer so she could make me feel that this too would pass and maybe cook some delicious homemade comfort food