It is autumn here in Nippon and it is too cold specially in the morning. I have been using thick blanket when sleeping since I got here.

My husband and I went to church today. The mass was done in japanese language that is why I couldn't understand the gospel. However, I realized that the sequence of mass is almost the same in the Philippines. There were only two things that are different with the mass in the Philippines, such as, they doesn't kneel and they doesn't hold hands while praying the "Our Father". We were introduced to the priest by one of the officer of the church. The priest told us that there is a Filipino priest in Yamato.

In the afternoon, Ken and I, together with his parents went to the hospital where my husband's grandmother stayed. I felt dizzy after one hour of travel from their house up to the hospital. When we arrived at the hospital, I felt the cold weather in that place. Ken took pictures of us. I met his grandmother for the first time. I greeted her in japanese. She told me that I look like her granddaughter who are the same age with me. I was glad to meet her, despite her age, 93 years old, she was still smart. We returned home then my mother-in-law and I cooked dinner. Her mother taught me how to cook japanese food.

I am pleased to be part of this family.