Today is my father’s death
Yesterday I visited my grave with my brother and remodeled it as a large-scale cleaning (today continues)
My mother died of cancer shortly before I became five
Since then, he raised me and my brother with a single man
It has been 24 years since my father died suddenly at a ryokan near Konpira-san (Kotohira-cho) in Shikoku.
I will be 48 this year
In other words, this year, the period when there was a father and the period when there was no father was just half of 24 years.
Father’s death is a turning point for me in many ways
It looks like BC, BC. . .
I was in America when my father fell
My brother called me when I was making a salad-like thing on holiday and trying to pour it with Budweiser.
My younger brother was just a new graduate and had just returned from Osaka the previous day for company training.
“It was said that it was impossible to spill blood in the bathroom late at night.
I was told that I died about 10 minutes later.
The voice of my brother at this time is still unforgettable
My brother came to pick me up to Shikoku
At that time I told my brother, “Bake it over there.”
I didn’t want to meet my father who was cold and did not sing
Later, my brother told me that if my relative did not bring his body to his home, he would kill him. It’s natural.
So my father came home by plane
I managed to get home before the night started.
There was a strange thing before the night
A wooden ship sail arrived from Shikoku by courier.
I didn’t know what this was
My relatives were holding the sail of this ship when they died, but I can’t think of it normally.
After that, the courier arrived again and I understood the reason
What arrived was the body of a wooden ship
Together they became a treasure ship
My father died near Kompira and sent a treasure ship
I thought I was like a father
Mariya Takeuchi is the door of life
They say it’s lovely to be 40
But I feel it’s nice to be 50
I live that time