I visited my mom’s grave in Kanagawa prefecture today. She died at her age of 65 several years ago. She'd been seriouly sick with cancer.
Years ago, she divorced my dad, and married another man. I hadn’t seen her for years. In early spring of 2008, I finally saw her lying in the coffin at her funeral.
I should’ve kept in touch with her more often, but there kind of had been something not to put me through.
I regret it.
The grave stands on the hillside that commands a splendid view of the ocean. There I looked up the blue sky a while, and mulled over if I could do somthing so as to let her have happy final days for the rest of her life. I wish her soul will be totally consoled, and with me as long as I live in the universe.
