My late wife taught me, "The afterlife definitely exists" 【Happy Science Faith Experience】

Mr. K (male)

My wife who passed away at the young age of 40

A few years ago, my wife H passed away from cancer at the young age of 40, leaving behind me and our five children. Without faith, I would have been engulfed in sorrow and unable to focus on work.

However, now I can live with hope in my heart. That is because I am convinced that "life is not just limited to this world". And I feel the presence of my wife watching over me from the afterlife.

I would like to share what I felt and learned through my wife's death.

The sudden prognosis

"Dad, I have cancer..."

One spring day, my wife called the company with a worried voice.

"Recently, I've been feeling pain in my chest," she had been complaining about her poor health. It was the result of tests she underwent at the hospital. The diagnosis was "scirrhous gastric cancer". It was said to be a rapidly progressing and difficult-to-treat stomach cancer.

"You need to be hospitalized immediately for surgery. If we remove two-thirds of your stomach, there is a possibility of recovery."

Following the doctor's strong recommendation, she was scheduled for surgery. However, when the surgery was over and I was called by the doctor—.

"I'm sorry, but your wife's cancer has progressed more than we expected, and surrounding organs have already been invaded by cancer. We removed the entire stomach, but it was impossible to remove all the cancer cells. You have... one month to six months left to live."

I was at a loss for words due to the shock.

As I listened to the doctor's explanation, tears overflowed with regret, thinking, "Why didn't I notice it until now?"

"Life is eternal," I knew that, but...

We, as a couple, are believers of Happy Science open_in_new. We have learned that the essence of human beings is spiritual, and even if the physical body perishes, a new life begins in the afterlife.

However, when I was told that my wife's death was imminent, I was completely flustered.

I must pull myself together—. I told myself that and headed to my wife's hospital room. Before the surgery, she had asked me to "not hide the results of the surgery," so I conveyed the doctor's explanation to her.

"Stay strong and do your best," I said, while I was the one who was shaken.

"Dad, it's okay. Don't worry. No matter what happens, I believe in Buddha. But I will do my best to live for another 4 or 5 years," she said.

My wife, completely unshaken, encouraged me with her usual smile. It seemed she had organized her thoughts and made up her mind during the time between being told the diagnosis and undergoing surgery.

However, I did not have such a calm mind at all.

My kind wife

My wife was a classmate from high school, and we started dating back then, marrying when we were 24.

I worked in sales for a transportation company, busy from morning till night, and I had no time to care for the family since the beginning of our marriage.

"Can't you come home earlier?" she would sometimes complain, but after encountering Happy Science open_in_new, she began to say things like, "Thank you for working late."

Surprised by that change, I became interested in Happy Science open_in_new and, at my wife's suggestion, converted open_in_new. When I faced problems at work, I practiced the success theories and work philosophies taught in 'Winning Mindset' open_in_new and 'Work and Love' open_in_new, gradually realizing the greatness of the teachings.

However, looking back now, I realize that at that time, I was learning the truth of Buddhism for the sake of work and success, and I cannot say I had a firm faith.

On the other hand, my wife must have felt the compassion of Buddha on a deeper level. Through her faith, she became a truly strong and kind woman.

At home, she always greeted me and the children with a smile and never failed to express her gratitude with words like "thank you."

In the relationships among the mothers of our children, whenever a dispute arose, she would step in to mediate, never speaking ill of others, and she seemed to be relied upon by many.

Even after returning home for home care in May, her kindness remained unchanged. "Dad, take care of your health," she would send me off with a smile every day, and I responded with a smile as well.

However, my heart was filled with anxiety and sadness at the thought that I might lose my wife in a few months.

A letter for Father's Day

About a month after starting home care, it was mid-June, Father's Day.

"This is a letter of gratitude for you, Dad," my wife gave me a letter.

"To Mr. K. Thank you for always working hard for our family. (Omitted) I believe that I am who I am today, supported by your kindness and encouragement. I deeply appreciate the compassion of Buddha that made me aware of the love of you, our family, and the companions of Happy Science open_in_new, and I hope to fulfill this life correctly and have a connection with you in the next life..."

Tears blurred the letters on the paper. Wiping away the overflowing tears, I read it over and over again. I felt awakened once more by the strong faith my wife had poured into the letter.

My wife believed in Buddha from the bottom of her heart, and with the brilliance of her faith, she illuminated me, our children, and those close to us. Rather than worrying about herself, she expressed gratitude for the love of those around her, and above all, she was grateful to Buddha, trying to fulfill her life as long as she was allowed...

I was only grieving the loss of my wife, thinking only of myself. Realizing that it was selfish to be consumed by sorrow, I thought that I would also believe in Buddha and support my wife warmly with faith as my foundation, and at that moment, it felt like a ray of light had pierced through my heart, which was filled with sadness.

From then on, I continued to support my wife, who was undergoing home care, both physically and mentally, while praying to Buddha and encouraging myself by learning the truth of Buddhism, as I felt like I was about to be tormented by sadness and despair.

Re-hospitalization

While living a life of care, her condition gradually worsened. By late August, she often had a pained expression due to abdominal pain and fatigue.

Then, just as September began, my wife collapsed at home from unbearable pain and was taken by ambulance for re-hospitalization.

"Once you are re-hospitalized, you won't be able to return home," the doctor had told me. I prepared myself for the fact that the final moment was approaching.

I arranged my work schedule and visited my wife's hospital room almost every day.

Thank you always, Dad.

Whenever I go, my wife always greets me with a smile on her thin cheeks.

When I went to accompany her at midnight, she worried about my busy self, saying, "Please try to sleep a little." Despite the intense pain and fatigue, she was not in a state to care for others...

While holding back my sadness, I tried to act as cheerful as possible, wishing for her to feel a little better, and I read books from Happy Science open_in_new to her.

Eventually, as her weakness progressed, my wife became unable to speak.

One afternoon, two weeks after her hospitalization, I received a call from the hospital after briefly returning to the office.

"Please come to the hospital immediately."

I hurriedly took the children and rushed to the hospital.

Surrounded by doctors and nurses, my wife lay in bed with an oxygen mask on, her eyes closed.

When my children and I held her hand, she opened her eyes slightly and smiled at us. The children were all crying.

"I'm sorry for all the trouble I've caused you until now."

As I apologized while crying, my wife slowly shook her head with a smile.

Then, with trembling hands, she removed the oxygen mask and tried to say something.

"Are you worried about the children?"

When I asked, my wife slowly shook her head as if to say, "No."

"Thank you."

Though it was not audible, her lips moved to form the words. With that final word, my wife quietly passed away with a gentle smile on her face. We could only cry.

A message from my wife.

At the funeral (Happy Science style), over 700 people attended. It seems my wife, who was always calm and kind to everyone, had many friends.

I tried to convey my wife's deep faith to her friends by introducing them to the teachings of Happy Science open_in_new. However, even though I felt I was making positive efforts, when I was alone, an indescribable loneliness and guilt would overwhelm me.

On the 30th day after her passing, on the dawn of the day I completed her burial, I woke up suddenly in the dark and saw my wife, dressed in blue, smiling brightly.

"H, where are you now?"

"I'm studying about the other world just before heaven."

She answered with her usual gentle smile.

It is taught in Buddhist truth that spirits shortly after death study about the other world at the entrance of the spirit world before returning to a world suitable for their state of mind.

"H, the other world really exists, doesn't it?"

"It does. It absolutely exists."

"Then, after about 40 years, when I finish my life safely in this world and return to the other world, come to pick me up, okay? And when we are reborn in the next life, let's be together again, okay?"

"Yes. It's a promise."

As my wife's figure slowly faded away, I suddenly realized it was morning.

Even after that, until the 49th day, many relatives and friends told me, "I met H in a dream" and "I heard H's voice."

Even though the body dies, the soul continues to live in reality. I realized that humans are not just beings limited to this world, but exist to refine their souls through reincarnation between this world and the other world.

While reflecting on my own death, I saw my wife living strongly until the end based on her faith. And the message from the other world. Through these experiences, I was gradually able to regain a peaceful heart.

With endless gratitude.

Since my wife passed away, I have been able to guide 10 people to the faith of Happy Science. Among them is a friend of my wife who said, "I thought it was a wonderful religion after seeing H's figure" and joined the faith.

In fact, the night before she had to be re-hospitalized, my wife and I had this conversation.

"I want to bring many people to the Buddha with you."

"That's right, let's do evangelism together."

Even facing death, my wife's passion for evangelism grew even stronger. In this world, we can no longer do evangelism together, but I feel that my wife is supporting my evangelism from the other world.

It is a sad event, but if my wife's illness and death had not happened, I would still be unaware of the joy of truly believing in the Buddha. I sincerely thank the Buddha's compassion that supports everything.

And to my beloved H. Thank you for being with me in this life. With the deep faith and love you taught me in my heart, I will continue to convey the Buddha's teachings to many people.