My mom has been fighting against her health deterioration for these past three years. My mom and I had not communicated well for these nine years. Even when I was living close to her in Japan, she didn’t tell me everything in details. She would tell me after the certain time had passed from the certain event. She would start her story by asking me some questions like, “oh, by the way, do you remember xxxx?”
When I visited her in Japan in last month, she told me in person what exactly happened to her about her health issue. I didn’t know exactly what happened.
She has two best friends. Interestingly, they met each other at my junior high school. They met at the PTA meeting of my junior high school. It was when I was 13 years old. They have been best friends since then, for 34 years. More interestingly, I have heard about their kids’ names, but I don’t think I have ever even talked to them. It was common because my junior high school was a big school. There were 10 classes in one grade, and each class had 47 students. So, us kids were not friends, but our moms became life-long friends.
Anyways, back to my mom’s story.
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The three of them often had a get-together to have a cup of tea or coffee with some sweets (cakes or deserts), like, every month.
In June 2017, they gathered and had a cup of coffee together at the coffee store. My mom noticed one of them looked very sick.
Two days later from their gathering, my mom received a phone call from the police. They informed my mom of her best friend’s sudden death. Since her husband passed away some years ago, she was living alone. She hired a house maid who came to the house to clean the house. It was the house maid who found the dead body in the bathtub. The true death reason was not sure. At least the police confirmed it was not by committing suicide. She possibly slipped in the bathtub and hit somewhere and could not get out from the bathtub by herself.
On the next morning, my mom woke up feeling very sick. Something was wrong in her heart. She could not breathe normally. My dad was in the kitchen with her. He called an ambulance. At the hospital, my mom was treated in the ICU (intensive care unit).
My mom had been unconscious for a while. While she was in a dream state or unconscious state, she saw the late best friend standing by the bed. The friend did not say anything. She was just standing there and watching my mom. Even though her friend is not God, my mom started praying to her friend. She begged her to let her go back. My mom did not want to die yet. She kept on saying “I can’t go yet. Please let me go back. I just can’t. Not yet”.
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When my mom said that to me, it was clear to me the reason why my mom didn’t want to go yet. I told my mom the true reason was about me. My mom and I hadn’t seen each other for seven years. We had to make peace before she goes back to the Spirit World. That is why she came back to the physical world.
When I mentioned that to my mom, her tears started dropping on her cheeks. She lost her voice. She just nodded her head, over and over again, as her agreement.
On that day, my mom and I had a good talk. We made peace.
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