If you have to bury your daughter, the last thing you forget is her age when your world ended. You could’ve survived a war, you could’ve suffered never seeing your love again, you could’ve experienced many close deaths—deaths that are the laws of life and those that challenge any natural law—but if you have experienced the worst thing in the world, you remember it every day. Her age: fifty-five. The date: July 25, 2000.
