Daughter's death, and then
I'm indebted to you. It's Junchi.
Eight months have passed since the sudden death of my 15 year old daughter. I still haven't had a day to dry my tears.
My friends still come here on the day of the moon, making it lively.
It makes me feel lonely, I want to meet you, of course, it's a repetition where the second daughter wears her older sister's clothes and makes similar gestures, and every time there is an event, I remember watching the second daughter and become irresistibly anxious that something similar would happen.
I feel guilty about having a good time myself.
There are times when I meet my friends and laugh, but it suddenly becomes irresistible.
The eldest daughter must have had a lot of fun too.
I think my eldest daughter would like to see me laughing from the sky, but her mind is running wild.
It's hard not being able to sort out what kind of thoughts I should have.
I would like to hear your words. Thank you for your support.
