My daughter has gone to Canada in August 26, 2013.
Even though, I can smile my wife. Beautiful music touches my heart.
And next day will come same as always.
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My wife and I saw our daughter off at the airport.
When we came back to our house, I entered to my study to check pictures of my daughter that I took at the airport.
But hardly had I sat donw in front of my monitor when I heard wailing of my wife.
I found her in dauther's room grasping a bracelet which daughter left.
I saw bared mother's love.
It was tears of patience to leave her daughter for her future.
And it was tears of fragility by which a bit of memory burst a patience.
I had no words to say.
I just hugged my wife.
But such strong grief triggered her asthma attack.
It was a worst one she had ever gotten.
Her face turned pale.
She just repeated "Forgive me"
Then she called her relatives in Africa to say "Forgive me" too.
She felt being going to die.
I called an ambulance.
Thanks to quick first aid in ambulance and appropriate treatment at a hospital, she recovered well.
Now she is fine.
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Since that day, she is putting her daughter's watch.
She said "When I watch it, it is not to know what time but to watch itself."
