I know now exactly how it is. When the soul hurts. When you’re and your relatives are alive and healthy, thank God, but your soul hurts. When your house is still standing, but everything inside you cracked. And you are crying minute, so you can’t stop, but then you can’t cry even if you want. When one day you are not afraid of anything, and the other you are trembling with fear. And your soul hurts all the time.