There was a moment last year when I was reminded of the essence of Ichigo Ichie in a profound way. It happened during my 81-year-old mom’s visit from Japan. Throughout her month-long stay in Michigan, she expressed multiple times,

“I think this is my last visit.”

She had flown all the way from Japan to Michigan, her second trip last year, and reiterated this sentiment when departing back to Japan in early November. This last-time thinking echoed Ichigo Ichie by bringing closer attention with care to each moment.

Reflecting on the moments my family and mom shared that fall, I can’t help but feel emotional. She arrived in late September when vibrant greens surrounded us. However, as we drove to the airport at the end, she noticed the fallen leaves, barren trees, and the transformation that had taken place. Through her eyes, I also began to see the beauty of time passing in a different light.

My mother was so delighted with the fall scenery and its transformation here in the Midwest, which she had seen 12 years ago when my daughter was born. But I am sure she embraced deeper joy than before, appreciating what surrounded her as opposed to when she was busy helping me with the newborn baby.

Her acknowledgment that this might be her last visit elevated the experience, making each moment awe-inspiring. It emphasized that even if she had seen similar scenery before, the unique circumstances of the present made a difference and left the experience distinct.

Every time she spoke of this possibly being her last visit to the United States, I didn’t shy away from the thought of the “last time.” Instead, I embraced it, even though I dearly wish for her to return again and again. This embrace mirrored the essence of Ichigo Ichie – recognizing that each encounter is a one-time occurrence, urging me to savor and appreciate every moment.

Ichigo Ichie: Embracing joy in transitions