what this coffee cup reminds me of...



It reminds me of waking up before the sun, double checking my suitcase, nervous about the weight.

It reminds me of driving with my parents, sun still hiding, unable to stop worrying.

It reminds me of thinking over and over, "What am I doing? What am I doing?"

It reminds me of squabbling with my mom, because we didn't know what else to do.

It reminds me of
saying goodbye, knowing I wouldn't see my parents for over a year.

It reminds me of calling Tyler in the San Fransisco airport, crying so hard I couldn't talk.

It reminds me of my first night in Seoul, bed as hard as the floor.

It reminds me of teaching, and those first few miserable weeks.

It reminds me of meeting new friends, and going to Korean church for the first time.

It reminds me of
riding the metro - head buried in a book.

It reminds me of discovering new neighborhoods, new coffee shops.

It reminds me of my three month anniversary dinner in a restaurant that felt like Tuscany.

It reminds me of
my tiny, oven-less kitchen, of take-out pizza, of no bathtubs.

It reminds me of
laundry day, American movies with Korean subtitles, and kimchi.

It reminds me of Seoul Tower, Busan, and the bus to visit Rae.

But mostly, it reminds me of Tanja, my soul-friend. The person God sent to get me through one of the roughest and richest times of my life. And that time we visited the delightful Hello Kitty Cafe.

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