it's my last day, and i've come to meet mariko higashino in hiroshima peace park.they were the same age as me when i lost my eyesight. 0h... stifles sobs. there's so many names. does it keep going? sobs. yeah. oh, my god — i didn't know it was this big. thank you for showing me. even though i've lost one of my main senses, they didn't have the chance to start again and to figure out what their future was. you know, i owe it to them to have a future that is bright. oh, ok — to there? mm—hm, hold there — press? oh, wow! giggles. meeting mariko—san and learning about her family story and history... is this the symbol of hope? ..made me believe that you can have a massive trauma in your life and still — and still have hope. meeting everyone that i've met on this trip has been a true blessing. go! yeah. squeals. i can't wait to take a new sense of hope back home. i'm going to remember what the monk has taught me, how to meditate, understand that being with nature is one of the best things you can do for your mental health. understanding that hope comes, even from the da