Bumpy re-entry

Hi dear sisters ...... as I am typing here, I feel like a third person occupying someone else’s body. My eyes are seeing the open blue sky and the rich green foliage here in Toronto while my heart is still lingering in the colorful world and bustling crowds in Tokyo.

It seems like ages since I learned about this distinguished man named Bae Yong Joon, started writing about him at this very same desk, looking out to the same view of swaying trees and neat houses. Five years later, the trees in my front yard are now higher than my house and the leaves are so dense that I do not have to worry about nosy neighbors pressing their noses against the windows to check on me anymore (haha just kidding :) In this faraway Canadian city where life is peaceful and quiet and nothing ever seems to change, no way on earth would I ever dream I had the chance to come this close to the world of Bae Yong Joon in Japan!

Yes, 2 ½ years ago, my dream did came true. I called it a dream because it’s not a pre-planned agenda, but more of a very timely, fateful opportunity. Compared to migrating to Canada during my teens, moving to Japan at this ripe old age of course cannot be considered as a life-altering event. But the people, the culture, the history, the beauty and the love we experienced in Japan have totally cleansed, refreshed and recharged our dormant and tired spirits (hmmm.... sounds like a skincare commercial, huh?), we will never look at things the same way as before!

Miahnae dear sisters for not writing for so long and making you worry. As you can guess already, it was a very bumpy emotional and mental re-entry for us. Not a single day did I not think about Tokyo, my dear Japanese sisters and Yong Joon. I try to suppress my thoughts and sights on anything Japan so I would not miss them so much. It is a losing battle though whenever I read about how much my dear Japanese sisters are missing me also, tears will uncontrollably stream down my face, sob sob :(

This week, I decided to pick up Winter Sonata (for the 20+ times @@) and re-watch Yong Joon at his most brilliant moments. All the warm feelings about unconditional love, truth and purity re-surface from looking at the handsome prince's lovely smile. Will it really do any good for anyone to hide myself in a shell and carry on with my mourning of the time in the past? Or should I be thankful for what I have received already and be strong and positive to face what’s ahead of me. Thank you my dear sisters for your encouragement and staying with me through our BYJ journey :) Now, let's rock n' roll .......