A cloudless autumn's sunset.
I wish to say " Hello"
to my mother who lives in the next world.
I feel I'm a trifle tired.
These days I feel sentimental 
at the slightest thing. In my old age, I became a disposition to tears
....as I watched the leaves swirling in the autumn wind
...
I'm always doing my best so that I won't regret my life afterwards...but I recently ... sometimes...feel, Life is just an empty dream.
I don't have as much stamina as I used to, and I have reached the point where I need reading glasses. Age is very grim and ruthless...
Am I happy? Yes! I'm happy. I'm looking back upon happy bygone days
...Oh, there's no meaning in anything !!! Life is brief.
...A feeling of empty sadness crept over me with the chirping of insects
in the fall .
I have a real soft spot for my grandson, now, 
my greatest joy is the growth of my grandson. 
These days, he sometimes protrudes his cute tongue,
and I can't repress a smile at the innocent behavior of it. Lovely...!! 
He is my angel.