Living day by day

I read the book 'Be happy by yourself'. The word happiness is easy to say and write, but it is difficult to feel. As I get older, I think that I should make and feel my own to make life healthy and rewarding. With age, you can easily forget what you just did. When I'm sleeping, my body hurts and comes out here and there.

Coronavirus has increased the number of calls made to children. A far cry day and the call "comes out La Frequently wash your hands, do not meet people" are nagging is increasing. Town of people tell grandchildren, treat me.

Especially little daughter is also kkujitgi not nagging but "Mom Is the most dangerous.” This is the saddest thing, but I'm a senior, and it's true that there are fewer days to live than the day I've been living. I am in a hurry to judge if I should not count.

My old life, which may change in the future, passes through my mind like a picture. Whether I should live or not is a homework for me, as the number of ages increases one by one, the memories I lose are two.

I thought about what I would not know. It's because of my lack of character that my acquaintance's wounds, my daughter's words feel sad, and that as I grow older, I laugh and laugh.

I would like to have enough room to laugh at the slightest words, and a generous mind that can judge misunderstandings into understanding. This is not what I dreamed of, but I live another day.

When I became alone from now on, I live in the thoughtful care and protection of my daughters. It has become a changed life as if parents were taking care of their children. I decided not to take into account the words of the daughters who wished my mother to be truly happy. I decided to accept my daughter's words without misunderstanding in order to enjoy happiness, rather than just getting old at the passing time.

As you get older, you must live wisely and wisely. I am going backwards, today is the youngest and youngest person in my life. I decided not to spend my time on one day even if I laughed and one day when I cried. I know how difficult it is to live a day. Don't let the day get old, let's build a day to remember. I'd like to say that it's not getting old, it's about trying and ripening. Precious things are in me, so let's live to your heart's content. Let's take care of the filial piety of the daughters who take care of me going backwards and bury them in their love. Enlightenment increases as you live, and let's enjoy the life of a senior who reflects on the past and takes memories as nourishment. This seems to be the share of my life