Everyday

I was in the hospital after a complicated surgery. It was the third day, the toughest — pain, weakness, every

It all started with a common cold. My son was coughing and had a fever, so I took him to

The phone rang late in the evening, and for some reason, I immediately felt uneasy. The number was unfamiliar, but

When grandmother passed away, we came to sort through her house — old, wooden, smelling of herbs and time. My

My sister called late in the evening, speaking in a quiet voice, saying she urgently needed money for medical treatment.

Mom was fading for three months. I lived between her room, the pharmacy, and the kitchen. I didn’t sleep, didn’t

I remember that evening in detail. We were sitting in the kitchen, drinking tea, while it drizzled outside. My husband

I was standing in the kitchen, flipping through the kids’ schedule notebook, trying to figure out how to manage everything:

I sold my apartment to help my daughter and moved in with them, confident I was making the right decision.

My husband was in the hospital, and all the decisions about him were made as if I didn’t exist. I