Sunday, June 28, 2015 rain
I am in the hospital where mother is admitted to.
I see skyscrapers of wet Sendai city in the rain from a window
of the 16th floor.
Mother was treated in an intensive care unit for one month.
At last she can escape from the state of the life crisis
and will move to a general ward.
I and mother did old recollections overnight and spent it.
It is the fantastic time when God gave it.