A story about being happy when someone says 'Me too' — A report on reaching 200 followers

This is Kengo.

'What should I make for dinner tonight?'

Even such trivial worries can become something someone else can relate to if you write them down. It was undoubtedly all of you who read my work who made me realize that.

Thanks to you, I have reached 200 followers.

To everyone who clicked the Like❤️ button and everyone who followed me, thank you so much.

I haven't written about 'amazing people,' but about the 'person next door.'

In this note, I have never intended to write about extraordinary success stories or a glamorous lifestyle.

The behind-the-scenes of my work as a board chairman, where I ran around alone to replace an old door handle.

A story of failure that Eri laughed at, saying, 'Well, that makes sense.'

The days I struggled with English picture books late at night, only to end up relying on a translation.

None of these are cool stories. If anything, they are all just stories about stumbling a bit at home.

But that is exactly why I received words like, 'We are the same,' and 'I understand that so well.'
Every time I receive such a comment, I have felt glad that I wrote this.

Beyond collecting 'little acts of consideration'

I have continued the series 'Little acts of consideration make every day brighter' because I wanted to convey that you don't have to do anything special.

The front door, the windows, the daily life hacks. These are all modest stories that are an extension of someone's housework or daily life.

Even if it isn't flashy, if you thought, 'Maybe I'll try that at home starting today,' that was more than enough of a reward for me.

I believe the number 200 is the number of people who have quietly nodded along to such humble efforts.

To Eri, my closest reader

Without Eri, who always laughs at my articles and sometimes gets straight to the point, I would never have reached this number of 200.

The reason I can give shape to these casual interactions in our home is precisely because there is someone by my side.

'Thank you' should be put into words

Eri once said this to me:

'Gratitude doesn't get across unless you put it into words. Even with 'thank you' points at work, it's nice to get a word of appreciation, but if there's no reaction at all, it's a bit lonely, isn't it?'

I thought she was right.

Clicking the Like button, following me.

From a writer's perspective, that alone is more than enough to make me happy, but I feel I haven't properly put those feelings into words until now.

So, today, let me write it clearly.

Thank you for reading.

Thank you for clicking the Like button.

Thank you for following me.

Each and every reaction is the strength that helps me write the next article.

I will continue to write from the extension of the kitchen

From here on out, I have no intention of pretending to be a special influencer.

Things I think of while doing housework, tips I feel in my daily life, trivial interactions with my family.

I will continue to write these down-to-earth words just as I have until now.

If there is anyone who feels, 'We have similar things happen at our house,' please feel free to let me know in the comments.

I would be happy if we could connect loosely as people who share the same worries.

In closing

For me, 200 is not a goal, but the number of people who have accompanied me in these stories of daily life.

I will continue to write about the scenery seen from the kitchen and living room in plain words.

I look forward to your continued support.

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Kengo Fushimi