But I'm a patient, so I have to focus on recuperation
People often say that the beginning of the rainy season is a bad time for sick people
I put my hand on my chest. I can feel my heart beating. My heart is working. I'm pleased. I'm still alive.
As I think about the future the tears will come out again.
There's a pigeon's nest on the branch of the tree outside the window. A chick is growing up in it. I'm happy about that
I understood that menstruation - the indication that you're a real woman - stopped if you grew weak from illness