A story of Love

Hi dear sisters ...... Today my kind cloudnine took me on another exploration tour on Japanese history and culture. We went to Kagurazaka (神楽坂) - a hidden treasure of sloping streets and narrow winding lanes filled with temples, traditional kimono shops and quaint European cafes. It is this unique blend of cultures and shops which gives this area its distinct characters. While my eyes and mind got so busy absorbing all the wonderful places and objects, I didn't notice we have walked for almost 6 straight hours! I can only feel the pain in my knees and feet after I got home, of course it didn't help that I had my pointy high-heeled boots on all day! I was so hungry and exhausted and almost fainted when I read the email from my Nihongo sensei telling me to study 4 major topics for tomorrow's class! Ok, I'm in deep shxx, I chose not to think about it until tomorrow morning. I tried to comfort myself by posting some handsome pictures of HRH, but Blogger lost my post when I pressed 'publish' ! You know, that was just about the breaking point, I just fell into bed and decided to cover my head and watch MinHyung inside my blanket! Then I noticed another new email on my blog comment by chakachan. I clicked on it and WOW ...... my mind was frozen for a while and my fatique all flown out the window, I was practically speechless and in tears! I'd like to share this precious piece with you and let it touch the hidden emotion inside you. Thank you chakachan!

There's a young lady who became a breadwinner of her family( she was 2nd to the eldest of 7 children.)she finished a short course in typing and couldn't afford to go to college, so she had to work to help her mom and send her brothers and sisters to school. she landed a job in telecommunications company at 19.

around this time a babyfaced man, in his late 20's was about to finish his course in engineering in college when he decided to work.( he was the 2nd to the youngest child in the family and the only son after his eldest brother, died in the US Navy in WWII. )

When this man saw the young woman for the first time in the office hallway..he knew that she was IT. he would buy her free lunch from the office canteeen, taking her home from work, and making sure that he had all the spare time for his sweet nothings...it lasted for 4 months..because on the 5th month, he proposed...how?? he called everyone from his family to go to the young lady's house and ask for her hand. The young lady had no idea how fast he was...she was soo shocked when they came over to her house and spoke to her parents for them to be married the next month!!! Her father cried to tears, because she was a very hardworking lady and to loose her was painful for him.

But eventually they married and had a child, a daughter. they waited for 9 years to have a child, went to every church and prayed that god would grant them a child..and so it was.

when their child was 7 years old, an offer was given to this woman to work abroad. The man told her to go for it, because she might never have this chance again..so she did, with a very heavy heart, she left. She was alone for 3 years. On her 4rth year in the company, her daughter and husband was asked to join her. Her husband was a very successful professor in a university. this was his dream to become an educator, but he gave it up to be with his wife.

Living abroad and giving up on a dream and a successful job was a hard blow for her husband. People always made fun of him, because he stayed at home, doing her household chores, while the wife goes to work. The pain of having his wife as the breadwinner in the family was a reality he had to face and bare for the coming years. He stood by her, because he loved her. He was his wife. He chose to be with her even letting go of all his dreams...it didn't matter what people say anymore. This was his destiny..

When their daughter grew up and turned 17, he was given a chance to work again..as a typist. But he as getting old and his fingers were not as fast..so he lost the chance. but what he lost in his professional life, he gained respect through alot of really great friends. true friends who adored him...he studied languages to even communicate better with the natives..and they loved him. he never stopped teaching..even if it was playing the piano or reading hebrew...

his wife was always his priority..so he spoiled her. he would do things for her so that she wouldn't worry anymore and she won't be tired from a long days work.

the man died in 2000. he died from heart attack in africa on UN day in the middle of the celebration, in a small hallway of the hotel. He died suddenly and instantly. This was his 3rd attack. The earlier attacks he had, he never told his wife..for fear that he might worry and get sick herself.

The wife died 8 months later. She was soo lonely being apart from this man that she could no longer see, nor touch nor hear..she couldn't bare the thought of him leaving her.. she died from bone cancer in 2001.

the daughter was me...