I was depressed because of my yesterday's mistake and didn't feel like doing anything all morning. Just when I stood up to cook lunch unwillingly, the door bell rang. I got a big "takkyubin" box from my mother. What do you think there were in the big box? Christmas presents for my daughters, shares of "oseibo," from cakes to sake, vegetables, fruit and... I was most grateful to her that she had sent "kuri-okowa" "unagi-okowa" "nikudango" "daigakuimo" and "zenzai," which she had cooked. It made me free from cooking! What's more, her warm-heartedly prepared dishes consoled me a lot. What a good timing it was! Of course, she didn't know about my depression at all. There is nothing comparable to mother's love!
