Foggyのブログ

Foggyのブログ

My father died of cancer.
The cancer caused disturbing his normal brain function.
It's inheritable.
Foggy thoughts of mine might be from this.


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Indeed learning something is really something! Aha!

I started to learn Chinese last spring.

So I've learned a lot since.

I make it a rule to study everyday. But it's a little hard for me to do.

The longest streak is 120 days. Anyway, I could study almost everyday.

Early days of these studying I didn't hear them clearly. And I thought I'd never understand them.

But amazingly the day when I can hear what they are talking had come!

 

And one more thing I newly started was reading Japanese books.

My reading style was only reading English written books. 

But I changed my mind.

 

Then please live.

Then please don't forget learning.

 

 

I sleep well longer than 3 hours in a row. 

My mom didn't wake me up at least yesterday night.

The day before yesterday I woke up at 2:00 at night. 

It's because someone who is in my mom's brain had called her to work at that time. 

And she changed her clothe into a very good work clothe  and opened up the door to get out.

I couldn't catch her then, but after short while I could take her to our house from the riverside.

 

I'll be working at my work place at this time tomorrow. 

I wonder if it could possibly be as for the first place.

If only I can ask how it is to get it to be like the most favorable way of living for someone.

I hope everyone to live confortably wherever he or she be.

 

I was just called by my mom in her bed room.

She has been in no good health since last September.

I have been helping her with every house chore since then.

Comparing the former job at my company, any chores now are easy to do.

There's dreadful depressed feeling with these, the reason is the state of her health gets worse and worse. You can't expect any cure. Only you can do is waiting and seeing. Anyway the best thing is that there is no pain she has. Pain is in my heart. At night, when she calls me, I feel so sad. Chores are nothing, but feeling this sorrow is too much for me. 

The day before yesterday was my birthday. She said to me happy birthday.