

When I was on my way home with my son from his day care center by bike,
I had an impulse to drink something cold.
I asked my son if he wanted to drink some juice,
trying to find any excuse to drop by a super market and buy cold drinks.
Although I had no intention to buy any other things except apple juice,
I was attracted by some delicious looking fruits and bought some.
The basket was full with my son’s big bag for day care.
Moreover, of course, it was next to impossible for him to hold such a heavy bag
even though he was seated on the bike.
So I had to hang the heavy plastic bag on my arm.
I didn't try not to think how many things were on my bike and just concentrated on riding.
I realized that a mother must be strong and I became a mother.