むらさきの空から
30,2022 09:27
The sky at dusk on Christmas Eve, December 24th.
It was beautiful.
It was the anniversary of my mother's death.
It has been 27 years this year.
Before she passed away, I asked her if she wanted to go abroad, where would be a good place to go?
I asked her.
She said she wanted to ride a horse on the Mongolian steppe.
I thought of what she had said.
Stories.
I did a doodle in instaStories.
I'm sure by now you're thinking
I hope she's riding around on the Mongolian steppe!
Mom!
12月24日のクリスマスイブの日の夕暮れの空、
きれいだったなぁ。
この日は母さんの命日でした。
もう今年で27年経ちます。
亡くなる前に外国今行くなら何処が良い？
って聞いたら、
モンゴルの大草原を馬に乗って駆けたい‼︎
って言っていたことを思い、
ストーリーズで
落書きをしました、下手くそだけど😂
今頃、
モンゴルの大草原を駆け回っているかしら？！
お母さん!
