I read some news about my hometown in Japan. They went through a heavy rain warning for these two days. The historic heavy rain caused rivers overflowing, landslides, and flooding on low grounds. The news reported at least 30 killed, dozens missing, and more than 1.6 million evacuating their homes.
I feel sorry for the people who went through this disaster. The people who live in this area had gone through tough months after the big earthquake in 1995. I know how they feel worrying about their loved ones’ safety. I know how uneasy they feel to spend nights in the public shelter with many other people, evacuating from homes.
Deep inside, I knew my parents were safe. That being said, I watched some photos and pictures showing many places that are close to my parents’ house, I started worrying about them.
I emailed my mom asking their safety. As usual, my mom didn’t reply back to me. She often says she is not good at typing text on her cell phone.
I called my parents’ house right before we went to bed. It was our 8 pm, and their noon time.
My mom picked up the phone. Right after she recognized my voice, she apologized for not replying back to my email. Her voice sounded very tired and sick.
When I mentioned about the heavy rain news and asked their safety, she said they were fine. She told me though, their house was not in a good condition. There are many spots of rain leakage from the roof, all over the house. They put heavy blankets here and there to catch the rain water for now. They will need to hire somebody to fix the roof once the weather calms down.
My mom mentioned she is going through a bigger issue than the house. She has been very sick these days. On this coming Tuesday, she will need to go to the bigger hospital to have a detailed physical examination. All she knows at this time is she will have to have a surgery and stay in the hospital. She does not know how bad it is.
I cheered her up and made her laugh somewhat. After I hang up the phone, I told my family what I heard from my mom. I could not fall asleep for a while. I had cried for long. I felt sorry that I was not be any help at this moment for my parents.
At least it was good that I called them. My mom always doesn’t tell me any bad news through emails. If had not called them, I would not have known anything about my mom’s surgery.
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