This made my father, my sister and me all she ever had in terms of family. My mother, who was used to life as the wife of an Orthodox priest who always insisted on values, good manners and loving relations, took loving care of the details that were important to him. She cared for us lovingly as well, through all the arguments she had with me, and all the small decisions she had helped my sister make.
أمي التي اعتادت أن تعيش زوجة رجل الدين الذي يصّر دومًا على القيم والاخلاق والمحبة، كانت تحبه في كل تفاصيل اهتمامها فيه وتحبنا في كل جدالاتها معي والقرارات الصغيرة الصغيرة التي تساعد أختي في اتخاذها