Along with Fading Memories｜記憶の織り手(Memory Weaver)

Day14 - Seeing Myself in Mother, Seeing Mother in Me

My Mother and Me: A Reflection The soft glow of evening enveloped the living room as Mother sat in her favorite chair. I brought tea from the kitchen and settled beside her. "How have you been lately, Mom?" I asked. She smiled confidently

Day13 - Nurturing Hope with Mother

Nurturing Hope Together with Mother My mother has been diagnosed by the doctor with moderate dementia. Yet, when the topic arises in our conversations, she confidently declares, "I will never get dementia." I find myself wondering where su

Day12 - Journey Through Layers of Time

A Life Layered Like Mille-Feuille If one could start life over again, many would seize that chance earnestly and strive to live fully. So, if our current life is that desired second chance, how sincerely should we be living each day? I ha

Day11 - Swimming in the Sea of Energy

Swimming in the Sea of Energy Living with bipolar disorder, an enormous energy swirls within me. How I harness this energy is a crucial matter in my life. Ideally, I want to channel this power positively. Yet, if I let it be consumed by an

Day10 - At the Mountain Peak Connecting Smiles

Climbing the Mountain with Mother Again There's a cherished memory I have with my mother—when we climbed that mountain together. It wasn't steep, just a low mountain where we could ascend about eighty percent of the way by cable car. After

Day9- Beyond the Prison of the Mind

Light Within the Prison When I was six years old, I caused a fire that burned our house to the ground. Since then, the thought that I might be a criminal has haunted me, and I've lived in fear that I might one day be thrown into prison. Th

Day8-Moments of Fading Light

While I was swamped with work in the office during the early afternoon, my cell phone vibrated softly. Glancing at the screen, I saw it was a call from my mother. I had told her that I often couldn't answer calls during the day due to meeti

Day7-Mother's Voice Echoing in Dreams

One night, I had a strange dream. My mother was calling for help from afar. With tears streaming down her face, she cried, "I don't know where I am." The sight of her tugged painfully at my heart. When I awoke, I wondered, what if that were

Day6-A Ray of Hope Woven by Small Promises

In the soft glow of the autumn evening, gentle light filtered through the window, casting a pale hue across the room. As I sat at my desk, I paused, pen in hand, and quietly asked myself: "Can I, living with bipolar disorder, coexist with

Day5-Cherishing Moments That Shine Amidst Oblivion

On an autumn evening, I sat on a quiet park bench, watching leaves dance in the wind. The distant laughter of children reached my ears, a gentle melody that reminded me of my mother. My mother suffers from dementia. I wonder how this world

Day4-In Search of the Lost Smile

It was about ten years ago, when my father passed away, that my mother suddenly lost her vitality. I thought she would regain her spirits in a few months or a year. However, even after ten years have passed, she hasn't shown the liveliness

Day3-The Hedgehog's Cry

I have bipolar disorder, but for the past few years, I haven't experienced depressive symptoms and have remained in a hypomanic state. During these times, I sometimes feel an overwhelming urge to shout. In fact, there have been occasions wh

Day2-A Life Like Mille-Feuille

Sometimes, I feel that life is like a mille-feuille. We are reborn countless times, weaving unfinished business from the past into new lives. These layers stack upon one another, creating a deep and rich flavor. Suddenly, I recall the day

Day1-Along with Fading Memories

My mother and I are bound by a silent, intricate bond. I live with bipolar disorder, drifting between the realms of reality and illusion. Meanwhile, my mother battles dementia, fading into the depths of forgotten memories. As our illnesses

Along with Fading Memories

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