This...
The sorrow in her heart was a knot she feared she could never untie in this lifetime. With her children having died young and only a single maternal grandson left by her knee, she understood all too well that this was the root of her brooding and depression.
If this was what had brought on her insomnia, and if medicine could not set it right—requiring instead the adjustment of her state of mind—she felt it was all but impossible.
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