It was tough coming home from Japan and it's always a culture shock to come back to the States after being in Japan. It's honestly kind of depressing and always leaves me sad and down for a few days. I love being in Japan, and because it's like my second home, it is heartbreaking to leave. Part of me never wants to leave.
Being down and sad about coming back to good ol' LA, a glimpse of happiness lies in the fact that my dear 84 year old grandma came home with me. Yes, I love this lady. She is my heart, my love, my second mother, the kindest, most caring, forgiving, honest, strong and understanding person that ever walked this earth. No words can describe what this woman means to me and my family. I am just overjoyed that she is in my life and decided (and was able) to come home to LA with me this time around.
Being in LA, so far away from Japan and my family members, I often forget how much I love my family and how important they are. I am so grateful, so so grateful that I am reminded during opportunities like this, of what special people I have in my life and the time we get to spend together. I am thankful for trips to Japan that make me humble and remind me of the simple, true things in life that really matter. Family.
Humble and grateful,
The Lady
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