On the day my father died, my father came back home for the first time in a month.

That night, I slept together next to my father's body.

I had to keep candles and incense until the wake, however, the funeral company had said "Before going to bed, please turn off the fire", for fire preventation.

On that day, a huge typhoon called typhoon 12 was supposed to hit the this area, but it was not a low temperature, and a hot night.

The person in charge said to me that "please keep turning on the air conditioner all day.

In this hot weather, air conditioners are essential not only for living people, but also for dead people.

It is because I must prevent deterioration of the body.

That night, I set the temperature of the cooler considerably low, and I felt a bad cold feeling.

(I was pointed out by my relatives at a later date, "you should have used a futon for winter")

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I understood that my father's face gradually changed over time.

When I saw his face for the first time, he had a mild face that really felt asleep,

The next day, the carving of his face got deeper, and became a fearless face,

The face with death makeup was like an actor in Takarazuka (probably, I thought the impact of lipstick was great)

"No way"

"His face is not like this"

"This face is not his. I don't want anyone to remember my father with this his face".

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In the room, there was a picture when my father celebrated my birthday in the facility of day service,

I insisted that "No matter what I think, there is only this picture. The background is a light colored pink gradation", and I had my sister convince you.

My father's life was wild, and often struggling. I am afraid that there was few fun time for his life.

However, I believe that he was a person who can smile like this, and there were a lot of happy times that such a smile can happen.