The day you were born, I wasn’t born yet

This is what I have to do now in my life. When this pandemic began in 2020, I lost control like people around the world. I talked to my family more than ever and shared almost all my time with my family. And I tried to control to connect the present and the past. It was an unexpected new journey for me. There were memories full of love and sadness. This April, my father said, "This year's cherry blossoms don't look beautiful at all." I couldn't help feeling the death from the scattered cherry blossoms. It reminded me of war I didn't know. Cherry blossoms are drawn on the fighters, and the military song says, "Since we are flowers, we are doomed to fall. Let us fall magnificently for the country." I searched for photos of my family in the past. I walked where my dead grandparents lived and kept taking pictures. It was a kind of spatiotemporal movement. It seems that I have returned to my hometown. My grandfather went to the Pacific War. He came back and was able to give birth to the daughter who gave birth to me. I think it's a miracle. There are countless reasons why I wasn't born here.