we do not need to talk at all to understand each other. We've all had bad experiences. It shows in our eyes. Yes, our eyes speak louder than our voices. May 4th Mom's a little better, I think, but she's still sleeping a lot. Sometimes when she wakes up, she does not know who I am. I think it's because of all the medicine that she takes. But it still makes me feel very frightened. I'm worried that she's lost in a world of her own a world where I can not reach her. I'm living in a strange country. I'm speaking a strange language. And now I feel like I am living with a stranger, too. It's as if she's the child and I'm the mother. It's not fair. I want to be the child again.