(originally posted on 2016-09-18 | 09:12:05)
Someone says,
“the color of the sky looks different when you are sick”.
I left the restaurant and looked up at the sky.
But, it was as usual.
I continued walking.
And finally I got home.
“Mommy-----------!!!”
Just in front of the house,
I saw Daddy, Reika, and Kangen coming back from the park.
Reika was running to me with her beaming face.
Daddy was smiling too.
Since when he’s been making such a warm smile?
On such an occasion,
I really wanted to cry in his arms,
just like a normal woman.
But I chose to make a big mommy-smile
and opened my arms.
I hold my daughter jumping in my arms
as well as my little boy who was a bit behind.
“I am the only one who can give my children a happy mother hug.”
While holding them tightly in my arms,
I trembled inside with the joy and fear.
I will definitely cure my cancer!
I swore to win myself.