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.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Happy Hearts
This is happy hearts again, hitting the night life of Japan. We're going to a new city now--Kyoto--spreading our color into yet another city that might want it.
Me
Vacation--Beach
These photo's are taken at one of the three most scenic places in Japan, called Amanohashidate. And we are lucky to be just 1 and a half hours from its location. Amanohashidate literally means "bridge on the heavens." It's a strip of land, approx.100m wide and 2 1/2 kilometers long that is seen going through the ocean, connecting two sides. One side is lined with pine trees; the other a sandy beach along the coast; the center, a wide sandy path.
You're so beautiful hony. This photo with the flower behind your ear reminds me of the photo taken at the PMA, of you with the white and purple flower I gave you.
Vacation--Photo's
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Vacation--hotel
Just for the record, I planned all this from months before. Though my plans morphed into something different, I was able to make your birthday really special for you, which I hope you'll remember. From now as months pass, maybe even years, I don't know, I'm sure that there will be many hard times to come--times that we'll contemplate separation, times that we'll wonder if we even really love each other still. When hard times hit, let's remember these good times. I love you. No, we haven't signed those marriage papers yet, but my love for you is written, and it's a commitment.
I packed a suitcase with stuff to set up for you without you knowing. You were surprised when you saw that suitcase in the back of our car, weren't you? Ha! That skirt that I bought you. You were oohing and awwing over it, and when you and the kids were eating the car set at the little family restaurant, I snuck away and bought it for you. Same with the little bouquet of roses. I had that hidden. And on the morning of your birthday, you woke up to find it on the shelf with a happy birthday note attached to it.
These are memories that I will never forget.
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