I don't mind these misunderstandings and disagreements. I don't mind our differences. I don't mind how we don't agree on everything. I don't mind you not being like me. Because we're different in many ways, there's a chance that we can be a good team. But if we were so alike, and didn't have qualities that complemented one another, soon enough we'd feel we could do without each other.
I love you hony because you complement me. Yes, you compliment me too, but here I mean that you complete me. You have qualities that I don't. And if we can learn to work together and channel our energies in the same direction, there's no telling what our future can hold.
I love you!
This blog is one of my Christmas presents to you, Yamashita Aika, on December 25th of 2008--dedicated to you to record the unpredictable road of the journey of our lives. May the passion of our love for each other remain.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Eve's-sky Hue
In your eyes I see a love so true
As the scent and richness of the deep red rose
Of patterns in passion in the eve's-sky hue
More delicate and tender than words in prose
Idyllic, cool, and calm
Your love like quiet waves lapse on life's shore
Romantic as peddles in the hollow of your palm
Can a man like me ask for more?
As the scent and richness of the deep red rose
Of patterns in passion in the eve's-sky hue
More delicate and tender than words in prose
Idyllic, cool, and calm
Your love like quiet waves lapse on life's shore
Romantic as peddles in the hollow of your palm
Can a man like me ask for more?
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
"Happy Hearts Entertainment"
Are you looking for fever? That's right, you heard me, FEVER, not fervor (though that's certainly there too). If you're looking for fever AND fervor, which can be summed up in one simple word--color--in a country where much of this cannot be seen--"Happy Hearts Entertainment" my friends.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Family vs. Work--Lesson from a Child
For the first 8 months after returning home I spent like every day with my child (well, of course, because I was a full-time English teaching at our local school). But when I became manager and scheduler it became difficult to find this quality time with him.For me, it's easy to work, to always be on the phone, communicating, working things out, making people happy, scheduling, printing. But then I remember my son, Deryk, and how much I had to fight to keep him, almost having a court battle, and going off the grid for a while, and the comfort he was in my saddest times. He reminds me to always put family before work.
So tonight, as he lay snuggled with his two favorite stuffed animals, happy and satisfied, I reflected on the week and saw that this was one of the few nights that I had actually payed quality attention to him since I got back from Noda. I fell sick and have been in bed for like two days and had a lot of time to think. I only now realize how little attention I've been giving my child. When I saw his happy and contented look, I knew that it would make me a very happy father to be able to see that look on his face and the face of Kenji as well, every night as they fall asleep.
I want to be a good father, because good father's are becoming more and more scarce these days. The definition of a "good father" also seem to be losing its meaning in this modern world. I would like to redefine the real meaning of a "good father" some time, and perhaps I will post it when I find it.
An Amazing Christmas Gift
I was shocked when I was called up by Seiko from the shower with the reason given, that Deryk was crying. With toothbrush in mouth, I threw on a shirt, and ran up with a towel. Clearly, I was taken by complete surprise. I thought I'd entered a freaky dream and a bomb had exploded in my room, leaving red and black everywhere. But to my amazement, it was Fay's Christmas present to me.
No one had ever done something like this for me before. It was amazing. Baby, I am amazed! Thank you! Clearly, a lot of love went into this, and it made me realize that maybe, just MAYBE, your love could be equal to mine.
Memories
Time passes us so quickly. Opportunities of compensation, forgiveness, love, and romance pass us up with such great speed, that often we miss it. But hony, our first Christmas in 2008, was special. And yet, even when we succeed to capture these matchless opportunities, if we do not remember them somehow, they do not become memories.
This is the two-pager that I wrote for you about the time we first met.
In this box that (btw, I spent like 2 hours making) was made out of cardboard and wrapping paper, was a Snoopy with a Christmas hat holding the two-pager.
When you came to visit me on the last day of 2008, I had this box tied with a ribbon, sealed with a rose, and surrounded by about 30 hand-made red and white roses. I know, I know, hony. Your present to me was nicer. By saying this I don't negate that fact. I just mean to say that I really love you, and that the love that led me to give this Christmas present to you in 2008 is a love that I hope will last forever in our memories.
This is the two-pager that I wrote for you about the time we first met.
In this box that (btw, I spent like 2 hours making) was made out of cardboard and wrapping paper, was a Snoopy with a Christmas hat holding the two-pager.
When you came to visit me on the last day of 2008, I had this box tied with a ribbon, sealed with a rose, and surrounded by about 30 hand-made red and white roses. I know, I know, hony. Your present to me was nicer. By saying this I don't negate that fact. I just mean to say that I really love you, and that the love that led me to give this Christmas present to you in 2008 is a love that I hope will last forever in our memories.Tuesday, March 17, 2009
At Juri's
Angiolino--Our Coffee House
More Photo's
Happy Birthday Deryk!!
Sweetie On-line
March 17'2009
Hi hony
Reflecting back now on this day that I kissed you good-bye at the PMA exactly 5 months ago, I see how far we've come. 5 months ago, last night, was a night to remember. One more month and we'll be half a year, and we've been getting along great!
I know the Lord led us to each other, because everything has been working out so well for us. It seems almost too good to be good, that I wondered sometimes if somehow it would discontinue. But it hasn't, and time has past and our love has only grown. I know mind has. My love has matured to a love much stronger and wiser than when we first met.
Yes, you were a very special girl--one very talented and smart; so brave and fearless; one who would fall and shed a few tears, but who would get back up, wipe the tears away, and keep walking, smiling still. I admired you from the start.
Other than admiration, there was interest--interest into how you lived your life. There were people around you and hubbub everywhere, but when I looked upon you, it was as if it was just you, just you in this vast world. I contemplate now as to how far we've come. So far, my love, so far. And my hopes is that we can go much farther. Can we?
And last of all but not least, love--love grew in my heart. I knew it from the start. I guess we cannot control these things. At times we try, and yet still, true love is like coal. Though love that is not true is put out like water to fire, true love like coal still has heat deep within despite the water that splashes it.
Hony, I love you!
Hi hony
Reflecting back now on this day that I kissed you good-bye at the PMA exactly 5 months ago, I see how far we've come. 5 months ago, last night, was a night to remember. One more month and we'll be half a year, and we've been getting along great!
I know the Lord led us to each other, because everything has been working out so well for us. It seems almost too good to be good, that I wondered sometimes if somehow it would discontinue. But it hasn't, and time has past and our love has only grown. I know mind has. My love has matured to a love much stronger and wiser than when we first met.
Yes, you were a very special girl--one very talented and smart; so brave and fearless; one who would fall and shed a few tears, but who would get back up, wipe the tears away, and keep walking, smiling still. I admired you from the start.
Other than admiration, there was interest--interest into how you lived your life. There were people around you and hubbub everywhere, but when I looked upon you, it was as if it was just you, just you in this vast world. I contemplate now as to how far we've come. So far, my love, so far. And my hopes is that we can go much farther. Can we?
And last of all but not least, love--love grew in my heart. I knew it from the start. I guess we cannot control these things. At times we try, and yet still, true love is like coal. Though love that is not true is put out like water to fire, true love like coal still has heat deep within despite the water that splashes it.
Hony, I love you!
Monday, March 9, 2009
Could an Aquarium be a hot date spot?
Just Chill Sometimes
Life can be so strange sometimes. Suddenly I'm a practical thinker and a realist, when just years prior my head was in the clouds and I was scolded to plant my feet back on earth lest I fly away and be seen no more. But why in the same life-time can one change so drastically, from one extreme to another?
Seeing this happen to someone else is interesting and actually quite fun, so long as it's not your best friend or lover. But to experience it happening to yourself is something else. I'm not just talking about a slight change. I'm talking about a change to a completely different way of thinking.
I guess I'm seeing more that life cannot be put in a box. A human cannot possibly understand everything that happens. And this means that deep thinkers, like me, are not always in good company, because life then is not always seen as a friend, or as someone you know and understand, but as someone your personality constantly has friction with, but that you have to live with.
It can be likened to a marriage, or a strong relationship, I guess. You're constantly trying to understand each other so that you can live peaceably and to save unnecessary conflict, but both sexes were made different, and what's more is that opposites usually attract, so chances are that you are together with someone you will never fully understand.
So that's what I finally concluded like 2 years ago, that up until then I thought it was necessary for me to understand life in order to live peaceably with it. But I learned that I never will, and so I need to accept the life that I've been given, stop thinking so deep, and chill sometimes.
Seeing this happen to someone else is interesting and actually quite fun, so long as it's not your best friend or lover. But to experience it happening to yourself is something else. I'm not just talking about a slight change. I'm talking about a change to a completely different way of thinking.
I guess I'm seeing more that life cannot be put in a box. A human cannot possibly understand everything that happens. And this means that deep thinkers, like me, are not always in good company, because life then is not always seen as a friend, or as someone you know and understand, but as someone your personality constantly has friction with, but that you have to live with.
It can be likened to a marriage, or a strong relationship, I guess. You're constantly trying to understand each other so that you can live peaceably and to save unnecessary conflict, but both sexes were made different, and what's more is that opposites usually attract, so chances are that you are together with someone you will never fully understand.
So that's what I finally concluded like 2 years ago, that up until then I thought it was necessary for me to understand life in order to live peaceably with it. But I learned that I never will, and so I need to accept the life that I've been given, stop thinking so deep, and chill sometimes.
Meeting the Family
I think I've warmed up to Fay's family. They're all very smart, talented people--quite talented I'd say! I like them a lot. Rather than me making a long drawn-out explanation of what we did together, I thought that I'd just post some photo's. Like they say, pictures can say a thousand words.
Monday, March 2, 2009
I've been looking forward to this day for a month and 10 days, since Fay and Kenj visited for three weeks and left. I'm finally here. And I'm so happy that I made it. For those of you who are concerned, yep, we're getting along really good.
Thank you to my wonderful home, TSC, for letting me go for two weeks. I love you all so much! I miss home already! Miss all you guys and all the ins and outs of TSC life. I'm overjoyed at the fact that I'm with Fay, but I'm already a little home-sick. There's something to TSC that I really have a heart for, which is the initial reason I rejoined.
Other than feeling a little home-sick, I like the people here. They're sweet, of course, and being able to meet Merch, Bagot, and Lil's again is so nice. I'm gonna have fun, but there's gonna be nothing like being with Fay in TSC! Cheers to TSC!
Thank you to my wonderful home, TSC, for letting me go for two weeks. I love you all so much! I miss home already! Miss all you guys and all the ins and outs of TSC life. I'm overjoyed at the fact that I'm with Fay, but I'm already a little home-sick. There's something to TSC that I really have a heart for, which is the initial reason I rejoined.
Other than feeling a little home-sick, I like the people here. They're sweet, of course, and being able to meet Merch, Bagot, and Lil's again is so nice. I'm gonna have fun, but there's gonna be nothing like being with Fay in TSC! Cheers to TSC!
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