What I started this year

As I have mentioned before, I have been visiting the graves of my ancestors once a month since the beginning of this year. I have already done so this month, which means that I have visited the graves of my ancestors 10 times this year. By the way, the car I take on those visits isVolkswagen GolfIt is. The grave has to be reached through a very narrow and narrow road, so it is not possible to go there with the Panamera.

Every time I get on the golf course.I'm like, "This is a nice car... maybe I don't need a Panamera if I have this car."I was so impressed with the performance of the Golf that I thought...Test drive the new Cayenne in September andSince I was amazed by its ride and driving comfort, I have been driving a Golf since then.I don't remember the Golf's ride being this bad..."I have come to feel that this is a good thing.

I guess the new Cayenne was too good... The Golf is also a very nice car, but I have a mixed feeling that I will feel that way in the future every time I drive it.

To visit the graves of both families

Now, back to the cemetery. Actually.My father and husband happen to be from the same rural townI was very surprised when he told me where he was from. I met my husband in Osaka after I started working, and I was very surprised when he told me where he was from. Moreover, we are relatives of each other."Oh, you're that Mr. ●●, I know you."They interact with each other in some way and even have a parishioner with them. ThereforeThe graves of my paternal family and my husband's ancestors are also within a stone's throw of each other in terms of distance.

Despite this, I have always neglected visiting the graves of my ancestors. It is inconvenient in the countryside where there is no train service, and it takes an hour and a half each way by car, but I used to have the impression thatHonor your ancestorsI don't think there was much of a feeling of "I don't know.

My husband, on the other hand, is very protective of his ancestors and proud of his roots, even if he does not visit their graves every month. Seeing my husband's attitude, I also had a change of heart and decided this year to visit the graves of both families every month.

Strangely enough, every time I go to visit a grave, no matter how much it is raining.(For some reason, it rains a lot)When I arrived at the cemetery, the rain stopped with a snap. I was so excited to see theA woman who admits to herself and others that she is a woman of rain and fogDespite this, theAmazing how the rain stops every time.I thought, "What a shame. On another occasion, as soon as I offered candles and incense to my husband's family grave, the candles started burning so fast that they melted away in an instant.

If it were said that the candle was defective, that might be the end of the story, but it was a strange feeling of being welcomed by the ancestors, and I gradually began to look forward to visiting the graves.

Whenever I put my hands together in front of a grave, I always think of this.

It is a miracle that I am here at this time and place.

If one of the ancestors resting in this grave had been missing, I would not be here today. If my grandfather had not married my grandmother, if my great-grandfather and great-grandmother had not met, if even one more ancestor had made a different choice... I would not be here today. I realize that I am not living by my own strength, but I am here now, having inherited the baton of life.

Luck is in the air.

I have always had good luck in times of crisis, and I have been able to live this long without dying in spite of various circumstances, but my luck seems to have improved since I started going to visit the cemetery. I feel as if the big current that surrounds me has changed in the past few months...as if I am being carried to the next stage by a great power.

I also saw a change in my own state of mind.Let's not focus on what we don't have, but on what we do have.I can now think of it as a good thing. I had always known it in my head, but for many years I didn't think so, and I think I was being stubborn by not being able to get what I wanted most.

I have always been stubborn and not good at being lenient, and my personality is such that I would try to manage on my own, so I was afraid that I would be ruined if I easily accepted my current situation.

However, I realized that as long as I keep my eyes on such things, I will never be happy.

There is no 100% in life, there is always something missing. I am sure it will continue to be so. That's why.It is important to focus on what we have now, and happiness exists within it.The important thing is whether or not you can recognize that.

I think it was a combination of experiences, circumstances, and timing that led me to feel this way, but not only because I went to visit a grave.When you put your hands together in front of the grave, your strange pride disappears and you can accept the situation as it is, honestly.I have a feeling.

I hope I can continue to visit the cemetery every month, give thanks for a life that allows me to drive a Porsche at this very moment (laughs), and write a blog every day.