Hiromi Usagi!

I just watched tv program about three sisters in Hiroshima who were killed by the atomic bomb. Okay, I have watched many many tv shows about it and listened to the real stories from the victims and their families. I have been to Hiroshima peace museum (I don’t know the official name in English) when I was in highschool. However, this show was great because it was about ordinary people like me who were simply looking for ordinary, yet important happiness and dreams. I don’t know if it is based on a true story, but probably so. The best (worst?) part is that the eldest sister was about to meet her boyfriend who went to the war field for a while, and right before his arrival, an atomic bomb hit it and she instantly disappeared. When he finally arrived at her house, which was of course destoried completely, only her body shape-like stain was left on a rock, and there was a small watch melted, which her boyfriend gave her when she sent him off to the war. so sad… it was well-told…how awful the war was and why so many people had to die.

August is a very heavy month as far as thinking about life. There is a war memorial week and a Buddhist holiday (supposedly, all of the dead people’s souls come home during that time) right next to each other. It became very clear to me after I lived outside of Japan. I guess I became more conscious about many things, especially history. There is nothing good about war. nothing….

ummm…very heavy…

Well, more fun stuff. Last night, I hang out with Yurie. She said that I looked like coming straight from Chicago, because how I looked and what I wore the same clothes. She came to visit me in Chicago last month, so time and place got sort of confused?! I don’t even know if that makes sense. Anyway, she made yummy dinner again…vegetable and scallop tartar, rosemary potato, chilled ratouille, and lentil soup. They were all delicious! Her lentil soup was great! She made everything by herself! I brought hummos which my family wasn’t impressed and in fact complained that I didn’t cook carrot sticks, haha pretty funny… Anyhow, she loved my hummos and her niece liked it too. The food was great as usual, but I had a wonderful time with her again. Whenever I talked to her, I felt that we were going great, and we were on a right path. I love feeling that.

okay…it is time to go to bed…
sweet dreams