I was born on November 17, 1942.
It was snowing, my mother used to say.
73 years have passed since then
and I am still alive to live another year.
I am grateful to Something great
for keeping me alive.
My husband is gone at the age of 33.
My father is gone at the age of 69.
My mother is gone at the age of 83.
My brother is gone at the age of 66.
Oh, how deeply I miss them all!
I took care of Mom in her last 17 years.
She said nothing but showed me
how a human being would be getting old.
She said nothing but showed me
how to live my later years.
On my birthday,
I can’t help saying
to everybody I saw in my life,
“Thank you so much for everything.”
(at my daughter's house, on Nov.15)
(at a surprise party by my friends, yesterday)
It was snowing, my mother used to say.
73 years have passed since then
and I am still alive to live another year.
I am grateful to Something great
for keeping me alive.
My husband is gone at the age of 33.
My father is gone at the age of 69.
My mother is gone at the age of 83.
My brother is gone at the age of 66.
Oh, how deeply I miss them all!
I took care of Mom in her last 17 years.
She said nothing but showed me
how a human being would be getting old.
She said nothing but showed me
how to live my later years.
On my birthday,
I can’t help saying
to everybody I saw in my life,
“Thank you so much for everything.”
(at my daughter's house, on Nov.15)
(at a surprise party by my friends, yesterday)