Rei Kimura I Love My Father In Law More Than My... -

And that, dear reader, is why Rei often says, “I love my father‑in‑law more than my…self when I think of the garden we’ve built together.”

Two years into their marriage, Takashi received an unexpected transfer to a research facility in Sapporo. The news was both a professional triumph and a personal dilemma. Rei loved her husband’s ambition, but the thought of leaving Hideo’s house—and the steady, comforting presence of his guidance—felt like an ache she couldn’t quite place. Rei Kimura I Love My Father In Law More Than My...

When the moving truck finally pulled up, Takashi hugged Hideo tightly, promising to call every Sunday. Rei knelt beside Hideo, her hands trembling slightly. “I’m taking the seed packets with me,” she whispered. “I want to plant them in Sapporo, so a piece of this garden will travel with us.” And that, dear reader, is why Rei often

Every Sunday, Takashi called Hideo. They talked about the garden, about the new recipes Hideo suggested, and about the old stories that still made both men laugh. When Hideo’s voice faded over the phone, Rei would close her eyes, imagine the warm tea ceremony in his living room, and feel a quiet gratitude. When the moving truck finally pulled up, Takashi

Hideo placed his hand lightly on hers. “Rei‑san, love is not a competition. It is a garden. If you water one flower too much, the others may wilt. But if you share the water, every blossom thrives. You can love Takashi and love me, and you can love both because the love you have for each of us is different, not contradictory.”

Rei placed a small pot of shiso into the back of the truck, a token of her promise to keep the connection alive no matter where life took them.