Soh reflects on the great irony in his belief that Chio's cancer in her lungs was caused by kindness,
and his, in the stomach, by anger.
Chio, an artist, notices and acknowledges the small things in life as blessings-
a simple meal of rice and miso soup, the nurses who serve her, those who deliver her food, her sons and their wives, her natural medicine, her hospital medicine, morning exercise, reading a paper leisurely and living at home like a“heroine with her partner.”.