I think it might be an Asian thing... Don't recall hearing my parents saying "I love you." to one another nor to us. But we really should say it more often. I try to say it at least once a day to my wife. Think it's as much for her as it is for me.
Thank you for sharing this beautiful reading and loving reminder with us. I grew up in between traditional Japanese and integrating into American culture as a child, and envied how my friend’s family dynamics and how they express their love for one another. Inspired, I went home that same day and said “I love you, Okasan”- and she didn’t answer back. Instead, she wanted to know if I did my homework. I didn’t understand it then, but I do see now that rather than saying it, my family shows their love through actions. I try to learn from both cultures and do both. I can’t change my family, but it’s my choice to say I love them, and show up in loving ways. That’s more than enough
Thanks so much for reading. I enjoy your writings about Japanese folklore too, always happy to connect with a fellow writer, especially someone who shares stories about Japan.
An extremely beautiful piece and it's already tearing at my heart! In a sad but happy way. Thanks for the reminders as always, to pause and be aware and be grateful, Miki :)
I think it might be an Asian thing... Don't recall hearing my parents saying "I love you." to one another nor to us. But we really should say it more often. I try to say it at least once a day to my wife. Think it's as much for her as it is for me.
I admire that you make it a daily habit.
It’s true, so many of us grew up without hearing it, even though we felt it.
But saying it out loud really does make a difference. For them and for us. Thanks so much for sharing this, Steven.
Thank you for sharing this beautiful reading and loving reminder with us. I grew up in between traditional Japanese and integrating into American culture as a child, and envied how my friend’s family dynamics and how they express their love for one another. Inspired, I went home that same day and said “I love you, Okasan”- and she didn’t answer back. Instead, she wanted to know if I did my homework. I didn’t understand it then, but I do see now that rather than saying it, my family shows their love through actions. I try to learn from both cultures and do both. I can’t change my family, but it’s my choice to say I love them, and show up in loving ways. That’s more than enough
Such beautiful words. This really resonated for me, thank you for sharing.
Thanks so much for reading. I enjoy your writings about Japanese folklore too, always happy to connect with a fellow writer, especially someone who shares stories about Japan.
Thank you.
So beautiful and heart touching. I want to go to Japan for research on my next book. Please help me how to proceed
An extremely beautiful piece and it's already tearing at my heart! In a sad but happy way. Thanks for the reminders as always, to pause and be aware and be grateful, Miki :)
I’m glad the piece resonated with you, and thank you for reading it with such heart, Francis.