strangely、My mother's death is not "death"、just peace without suffering、The body is not a "corpse"、neither a thing nor an idol、In a sense, I felt that it was "something" that was half-hearted.。
get a death certificate、While driving home with my mother in the car from the hospital in the middle of the night、I didn't feel particularly sad (maybe it was because I was excited)。Rather、inhalation mask、Tubes and various drips、without “intervening persons (things)” such as doctors and nurses、I feel like I've finally returned to my straight family.、I talked to my mother who was wrapped in a blanket.。"I'm going home."
"Boobs" and blood、basically the same thing。Medical facts that every woman knows、Surprisingly unknown to men。But、I feel that it is a common sense perceived by all mammals.。All of us (including wild animals)、They grew up sucking their respective mothers' blood.。
I touched my mother's cheek dozens of times right before she was cremated.。Rather than cold、It feels good (thanks to the funeral service provider's "cooler")。and picked up the bones。fleeting、Imitation of pseudo-nursing care。My mother's shriveled nipples that I should have sucked、Disposing of the stool that at first did not want to be seen。my childhood、He saw everything about my childhood、brought back some bones。