I love snow, their ethereal beauty appeals to me a lot. A tiny snow flake comes and goes as if our life begins and ends. ah, I can't ignore my frustration and hope for my sick auntie. She's about to cross the bridge to the other side of the world. She suffered enough. It's a time for her to be free from everything. I'm praying for her new journey to be a peaceful one. I only wish if she can sip a tiny spoonful of honey and water before she leaves here.
Life is hard. She lives in a beautiful country, Japan, where everything seems so secured and peaceful. She has a plenty of love, friends, families. Her life is filled with abundance. But she suffered a lot with her illness and the horrible medical treatments. I now think about "life" again. There's no "secured life" at all. It's just like an illusion. Just be happy. Pursuit what makes you feel happy as much as you can. At the end of our life, "secured life" may not have any value. Be with someone you love, spread love, and give a piece of thoughtful advice to your loved one if he/she goes on a wrong path. Please do so before it gets too late to fix the path.
That's all for today. I'm gonna get to see a beauty of snowfall in Central Park from now.
Love, gratitude, and PEACE,
Hana
