This post is a sequel to part1.

It had already been two months since I wrote about my long-term friend. I sometimes message her to stay in touch, and once she called me.

Today, I went to Kyoto for my regular painting lesson. When I saw my teacher, she asked how my friend had been doing. I told her we've been exchanging several messages and once she called me. Her voice sounded tired, and she didn't feel like picking up a brush anymore. She had also stopped attending other painting classes. ( She used to attend several classes.) She sounded depressed.

After hearing what I said, she said my friend has been suffering from a brain tumor. I was very shocked, and suddenly everything made sense. Two months ago, she said "Yumi, thank you for everything. Thank you for our relationship". or when I met her last time, she said " If I'm going to die, don't be sad. Don't send condolence money because my husband won't be able to handle it. ( Her husband is a doctor and always has been very busy)" At that time, I thought she was joking or exaggerating. Even though I asked her why she said that, she was just smiling and never replied the reason. She simply held my hand tightly, and I held back her cold hands.

I don't have older sister, so she was like one to me. On the way back, while sitting on a train, I couldn't stop thinking about her. Once she told me that she regretted she didn't restudy conversational English. I replied that there's no limit for learning languages, so whenever she wants, that's the time to learn. She said it's too late, and I didn't understand what she meant.

I'm not sure if I have been a good friend for her. I know I shouldn't cry for her because even though I cry, I can't change anything. Even so, I feel like I want to just cry for her. She recently messaged me we should meet up for lunch in next January, and I really hope we'll be able to have fun together then.

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