Maggie

When Maggie opened her eyes that New Year's Day some seventeen months ago, I felt like I could see again. The fog lifted off my soul, and for the first time since our son had died and she had gone to sleep---some four months, sixteen days, eighteen hours, and nineteen minutes earlier---I took a breath deep enough to fill both my lungs.

Cand Maggie a deschis ochii cu ziua de Anul Nou in urma cu saptesprezece luni, am simtit ca as putea vedea din nou. Ceata mi-a scos sufletul si pentru prima data de cand fiul nostru murise si ea se culcase - cu vreo patru luni, saisprezece zile, optsprezece ore si nouasprezece minute mai devreme - am inspirat suficient de adanc pentru umple-mi ambii plamani.