In the one month that i have been looking after you, you pressed against my chest while driving you to the hospital, or waiting hours for our turn, you have become my very life. The happiest times of my entire life have been holding you against my heart. And even you pressed your head against me -- it was not just me. It was a mutual longing.
You have become my life, i don't know what there is besides you. Removed from me, there is nothing left, no person. I just wish to hold you against my heart. What else is there ?
We are one soul, dear child, as is your Mother and your departed brothers and sisters. We are always one. I will always remember how your sisters used to chew my fingers and wrist, and how you felt against me, and your wonderful smell.
O Mother, give me wisdom and courage to serve your children wisely and correctly. The suffering i see around me is destroying me. I cannot bear it any longer.