Sometimes I am sitting in class thinking I am never going to understand this language. Learning a language can be a very frustrating, long process and I am continually in the midst of it.
But then I leave class. And I go to the park. And I have a conversation with one of the park moms in Japanese. It is a simple conversation with simple sentences (and it definitely isn't perfect grammar), but it is still a conversation. And I walk away with an extra smile on my face.
Later, I go to a restaurant with my son and I am able to successfully order dinner on my own. It also isn't a big deal, but to me it really is.
I am learning. Very slowly, but I am learning. And it makes me feel successful.
When everyday is a struggle, we need to embrace the little wins. Chatting about our weekend activities and our children made me feel successful. Placing my family's order made me feel like I wasn't helpless.
It was a good day. And I needed a day that left me feeling strong and able.
Now it is time to do my homework...
In 2017 my family headed to Tokyo. My husband had a new job and my son and I came along for the ride. This move was my second move to Japan - the first was for a year in 2002. At that time I was a single, recent college graduate. Moving abroad as a family was a whole different ball of wax. As I live this crazy life in Japan, I track our adventures and my observations, creating an unofficial guidebook to the city.
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