Why Don't We Go to Okinawa? ~My Mother's First and Last Selfish Request~

No. 39 The story introduced this time

Ever since I lost my father in an accident when I was in junior high school, my mother raised me on her own and put me through university. When I was a junior in college and busy with job hunting, my mother suddenly called me and asked, 'Why don't we go to Okinawa?' and...

The story introduced this time is a post about a mother who raised her child on her own and put them through university.
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There was a video based on this story, so I will introduce it as well.

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'Why don't we go to Okinawa?'

My mother suddenly asked me over the phone. At the time, I was a junior in college and it was a tough time with job hunting.

I told her, 'I'm busy, so no,' but my mother wouldn't give up easily.

'Is it really impossible?'

'I'm at a critical time right now. Let's go after I get a job.'

'I see...'

My mother hung up the phone sounding disappointed.

I wondered what that was about, but I didn't pay it any mind.

Six months later, my mother died. It was cancer.

Apparently, the doctor had told her she had six months to live.

She had apparently insisted to the doctor and our relatives not to contact me, saying that I was at a critical time and she didn't want to worry me.

We were a family of three—my father, mother, and me. When I was in junior high, my father died in a traffic accident, and my mother worked part-time jobs to put me through university.

Wanting to go to Okinawa was the first and last selfish request of my mother, who had lived only for me until then.

My aunt gave me the picture diary I had kept in elementary school, which my mother had held onto until the very end in the hospital.

As I flipped through it, there was a page with a photo tucked inside.

The picture diary said,

'Today we came to Okinawa for a trip. The sea is beautiful, the clouds are beautiful, and it's so much fun.
After playing all day, my whole body was sunburned and it hurt like crazy when we got back to the inn.'

...and things like that were written.

I was able to recall a memory I had completely forgotten.

I think I said after this trip that when I grew up, I would save money and take my parents to Okinawa.

My mother had remembered it all this time. And in the photo tucked inside, the three of us were captured looking happy on the beach with her in the center.

Why couldn't I grant my mother's only selfish request when she called me?

I can no longer repay her... Tears welled up and I couldn't stop them.

Videos

I would like to introduce some videos that were created based on this story.

2ch Moving Thread Summary [Tearjerker]-sama

Crying [Tearjerker] Matome-ngo-sama

[2ch Short] Furansuza-sama

[2ch Short] Kikutaro-sama

Koudon-sama

These videos are from the mother's perspective and have been adapted.

In Conclusion

My note article is not intended for commercial purposes.
I am simply writing this article because I want to share a story that moved me to tears with all of you.

However, if there are any issues regarding 'copyright,' please let me know and I will delete it.
Furthermore, the header image posted was created using materials from Irasutoya-sama and Minchirie-sama.

Thank you for taking the time to read this until the end.