Another day...

I don't often talk about the people in my Kyudo dojo... I don't know why... It seems that they are everyday people doing everyday things.

Even if that is everyday Japanese things, it is still everyday things...

Last night an everyday thing occured that I wish wasn't everyday.

A while back, one of the members of my dojo got married. The woman he was marrying was pregnant with their child, and so he got all organized and went through a long-arduous process of preparing for, and having an elaborate Japanese wedding.

Of course, the dojo (Sans me... I'll explain why later), went to the wedding.

At the wedding, this Fellow performed a Kyudo firing procedure, and I believe Sensei did as well... Certainly Sensei joined in and was a very big part of this wedding. The Fellow is a beloved member of our dojo, and one that Sensei picks on mercilessly.

When the little boy was born, the Fellow and his new wife brought him into the dojo with all of us and officially declared Sensei as the Godfather of the child (There was even paperwork...). Something that made Sensei's entire week.

The little boy died Wednesday night from SIDS, Sudden Infant Death Syndrome. Which people still know so very little about, and there is nothing that can be done.

And is... in a very sad sort of way, an everyday occurance on this planet.

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