babies weeping, drifting their tears on their mother's dress, she always knew that this time will come, the great war of our time, she just chose to ignore it.
she also had life, and kids, and a loveable husband who went to work every morning and escaped from his own truth, she liked her life, she always adored her strength to see behind the happiness, she never was pessimistic, and she would never be, and when i say that she saw behind it, i mean that she saw the beauty in every crisis in life, no matter how horrible it was she always found a way to remain to herself that she will get out of it, she

always whispered to herself to stay patient as she is, she never wanted to change, she was horrible