Emi was born on March 3, 1995 (Girl's Day in Japan). We were always together. When I was waking up in the morning, making a cup of coffee, cooking, cleaning, playing piano, painting, going to bed, she was always there. We walked together every day. We never missed our walks even once. We had a lot of fun.

The last year of her life, I really felt Emi was trying to live for me. She tried to show me that she still could run, jump, and go up the staircase, and then she looked at me - she knew that I was very happy to see that. She tried so hard to make me happy. Emi made me smile, but also she made me cry. She gave me a lot of love, and she taught me how I should love myself and others.

So I was very sad that the time came to say goodbye to her.

Emi was in my arms at home (her favorite place). She was 14 years and 5 months old. It was the most quiet and sad, but also the most peaceful moment in my life.

Emi made my life very special and happy and I will never forget her because she is in my heart always.

Michiko

October 18th, 2009

Michiko P.