I remember how I would lie half-awake at night listening to my son breathe when he was young and had asthma, and then, when he was a teen, until I heard the front door chime open, and I knew that he was home safe.
Eu lembro como ficava meio acordada à noite ouvindo meu filho respirar quando ele era criança e tinha asma, e depois, quando adolescente, até ouvir a porta de casa sendo aberta, e saber que ele estava seguro em casa.