So-called golden week has finished. A usual life has started again. My work is not so busy, and it's ordinary thing.
I'm calm. I like this situation. Today is evening already. Time passes fast, but I can't do anythig special. But I think that it's enough only to live.
I should do what I can do everyday until my death. My mother-in-law died at the end of this March. We had the Buddhist service of the 49th day. My mind is hollow. But I have to thank her help to me. Of course I should do so. And I have to apologize to her at tha same time.
Anyway I will live with my wife and my children. It's a memorial service for her. Thank you!