Two Months

It has been a full two months since my mother's passing, and as I count down the next two months until my trip to Mount Fuji, her absence weighs heavier on my heart. I am slowly adjusting to the reality of her being gone, but the ache of missing her persists each day. The memory of her foretelling her own departure before my upcoming journey lingers in my mind; she even urged me to secure travel insurance, a task I have yet to fulfill. The unpredictability of life has never been more evident to me than it is now.