You know, my birthday is tomorrow. However, what you may not know is that it is also my father’s. Well…if there wasn’t a blood clot in one of the blood vessels in his brain more than five years ago, it would have been. It’s always been weird to blow out candles since, and I’ve had to make room for my dad on my birthday cake all my life (even though it’s the opposite). By a strange coincidence, I discovered Sumire a few days ago, and I was struck by the poetic title, which had a very special resonance for me at this time, which I think we all desperately need.