Well, I fell asleep early, I guess. But it was not a good sleep. She had a bad day yesterday and I can’t do anything about it. I don’t know what really happened. I know, I didn’t ask. I didn’t ask because I was afraid; afraid that I wouldn’t be able to do anything and I couldn’t be there to comfort her. And I woke up today, and something made me feel much more of that agony. I wish I could be there…
