One Blue Kimono

One blue kimono and a teenage girl.

One gyoza lesson for 3.













One orange kimono and a teenage girl.

















One Japanese language lesson from great uncle.












Having Great Uncle and Aunt from Japan visit ....priceless.






Hope everyone had a great weekend!

Kathy

Japan

Ever since I was about 8 years old I have been fascinated with Japan.  I don't know why. It just sort of happened.  I was entranced by the movie Shogun and its portrayal of a wonderful, mystical land.  I thought the women, in their embroidered silken kimonos, were stunningly beautiful.

As I grew older, my interest intensified.  I bought Japanese language books.  I asked my mom if we could make a Japanese dinner and eat at our coffee table.  We sat on the floor, drank tea and ate sukiyaki.   For my 12th birthday I wanted Japanese characters on my cake.  In college, I took some Japanese history and language classes.  Then, I found the man of my dreams.  I was amazed to learn that his mom had come to America from Japan.      

When our first daughter was 18 months old, we took her to Japan.  The country was everything I thought it would be.  I sat in the temples and a wave of peace washed over me.  I could hardly believe the road I had taken to get there.

I remain puzzled by my soul's gravity like pull toward Japan. I look at my husband and our three children Jessica, Alyssa and Ryan, and I'm grateful for the contribution this far off land has made to my life.  

My heart goes out to all of Japan and it's people in the wake of the tsunami/earthquake tragedy.

Kathy