
How often when you are grieving, there is no end of the tunnel?
My mother used to say this saying," Can't see the daylight coming!"
I remember her telling us during the world war 2 where she was a survivor, every dawn was "Can't see the daylight coming!"
Then during the Communist insurgence, Dad as a senior civil servant was made a volunteer. He learn to shoot a rifles. Fear was real, Mother again used the phrase, Can't see the daylight coming!"
When I was grieving, and couldn't sleep, I remembered Mother's Can't see the daylight coming!"
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