Mother’s day in there was such a terrible day for me, to be honest.
My mother is very special to me. May she rest in peace.
Only those who have lost their mothers will understand the feeling.
My brother also passed away while I was in prison.
I thought my mother had passed away, but turned out it was my brother.
I felt that something wasn’t right a week before it happened.
“Is mama okay?” I asked my husband when he visited me.
“Why? Do you have a bad feeling?”
“I don’t know. My eyelids have been twitching for a week. I don’t know. I have a feeling that my mother died.”
It turned out it was my brother who died and left 3 children behind.
I would celebrate like it was Eid whenever I paid off a debt. That was Eid to me.
However, the actual days of Eid didn’t fill me with joy.
Because I spent them in prison.