As I tweeted 5 days ago, I’m currently reading The Only Child by Andrew Pyper. This title was one of my most want-to-read book this year.
Why I’m excited about this book? Not only because this is my favorite writer, but also because it took a month to come into my hands. I was very worried whether the book would arrive, checking my order history page on Amazon everyday. If I had bought a Kindle edition, I could start reading sooner. But I was determined to buy a paperback edition, so that I can admire its cover in my bookshelf after finish reading. And of course it was worth waiting.
By the way, my real name is written in this book. That makes this book very special to me.
Currently reading Say You’re Sorry by Melinda Leigh on Kindle.
Very entertaining, though I have difficulty in reading jail days part. It is heartbreaking to see the innocent (at least I believe so) is locked up.
When I think about my mother, I always remember this song.
A year ago today she died. I would like to write about her and myself a little. I am not good at writing, but I will try anyway.
My mom and dad divorced when I was a baby. I know nothing about dad except his name. I was raised by the single hand of mom. I was her only child and she was my only family.
After graduated high school, she wanted me to go to music school. She liked classical music. I wanted to go to university (whatever they teach) before start thinking about actual, serious career. Eventually I chose music school and learned to become a music teacher.
Despite graduating from music school, I found that I didn’t want to be a music teacher. I was more interested in being an engineer. Mom didn’t agree with that. Maybe I made her disappoint. Anyway I started working as a mechanical engineer. But our mom-daughter relationship was not going well since then.
Two years ago, a warm day in May, I received a postcard. It was from mom. It said that cancer came back to her again and her doctor wanted to talk to me. I remember my feet trembling the first time I visited the doctor’s office.
After that visit, mom and I started texting each other. About weather, physical condition, job, paintings she has drawn. Nothing special. I still keep these texts in my cell phone, locked, so that no one can accidentally delete.
Everyday I think about mom and her dedicated life. Did cancer torment her? Was she happy as my mother? The answer does not seem to be found.
I am sorry for not being a good daughter.
Thank you for everything.
I love you.
Just watched The Fast and the Furious, known as Wild Speed in Japan. Cool title, isn’t it?
I bought an adorable book. Neko means “cats” and tan (short for tango) means “words” in Japanese. This book describes about cats breeds, body parts, behavior and proverb related to cats in English. And there are so many cute cat pictures in it. I love this book.
I can’t believe it’s April already! The highest temperature has dropped below 7°C in Tokyo. It’s still February here, isn’t it? I cancelled today’s go-out plan and playing a game for hours.
The games title is Dream Day True Love, a classic hidden object game. Simple rules, beautiful graphics and sounds, this is a good game for beginners like me. I recommend this to everyone who likes light-hearted games.
Continue reading Dream Day True Love