De bleekheid op mijn moeder's gezicht heeft de schijn van kaarsvet. Haar rimpeltjes rond de ogen, de vouwen naast haar mond zijn allemaal verdwenen, gladgestreken door de dood.
The pallor on my mother's face has the appearance of candle wax. Her wrinkles around the eyes, the fold next to her mouth are all gone, ironed out by death.
the pallor on my mother"s face has the appearance of wax. her little wrinkles around the eyes, the creases beside her mouth all disappeared, smoothed by the dead.