وقلت لنفسي إنه برضه كان يوم حد وراح، وإن ماما مدفونة دلوقتي، وإني هارجع شغلي، وإن في المجمل مافيش حاجة إتغيرت. 
It occurred to me that somehow I'd got through another Sunday, that Mother now was buried, and tomorrow I'd be going back to work as usual. Really, nothing in my life had changed. 