"Perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act, just once, with beauty and courage."
-Rainer Rilke
It's okay. Our years have gone by. The bombs exploded, small wars waged. Friends and foes lost. You and I withstood it all.
We've been apart before, but this time feels final.
I'm sure there will be days when my sadness will be unbearable, when I look around at the world before me and everything will bring me back to you.
Other days...you won't even cross my mind. I'll look at my little boy and be filled with an indescribable joy.
When I sing, I hope you'll be able to hear it. Will you hear how grateful I am to you? When I dance, I hope you'll feel the energy. Please use that feeling to get you through the day.
When I hear Haruto laugh, I'll always know that I got to hear that beautiful sound because you fought so hard for him. Fought so hard for me. Yuta stands up straighter; you must have been a good influence.
I believe in you that this the right choice. I don't like it, but I will push on. I'm sad you won't see the others grow up. I'm sad you'll miss Haruto's life.
Oji-san? Is this how daughters feel when their dads leave? This torrent of emotion where I can't pick just one?
If I'm honest with you and myself. I don't want you to go. It feels unfair. I guess it really isn't okay is it?
Maybe a day will come and I'll see you again. I'll keep that hope a secret. I'll let it bloom into something beautiful and lucky. I'll use that luck to see you again.
Be safe, Oji- san.
-Haruka