華奢りん I had decided to dedicate most of my Saturdays to an event we called Freetalk Saturdays. Last Saturday, was our second meeting for this year and one part of our conversation was when I asked them about the meaning of the kanji characters in their names and that if I can have one for myself, what would be their suggestions. My name is Katherine and if translated into the Japanese hiragana, it will sound like /kya-sha-rin/ though the katakana equivalent of my name sounds more stiff /ka-te-rin/ but I prefer the sound of the first one given by the Miyazaki International Foundation officer. In English, Katherine, Catherine, Katarina, Katrina means “Pure” or “Clear” said to be of Greek origin. I would like to believe that my parents had taken time to think about my name as I am the firstborn girl in the family after 2 boys ahead of me. I am always fascinated by the meanings of the kanji characters in a Japanese person’s name. So, every now and then, if conversations a
It's her time to go. I keep telling myself. Today, my former co-worker, E had already left for Hiroshima. She quit the company we used to both work for and had decided to find another job in another place for several reasons. I was hoping to see her before she leaves just so I can also thank her personally and wish her well on her way. I know it would have been emotional and wacky at the same time. She told me that she had intended not to see me because she is avoiding the emotional breakdown that may arise as she leaves the city. She has been crying all week-long, she said. I sent her a message telling her that another co-worker is set to resign and that I had decided to take a holiday flight back home at the end of December and be back on New Year's Eve in Miyazaki. I will be spending the last day of 2018 enroute back to Japan and welcoming 2019, either in a bus enroute to Miyazaki or in a capsule hotel in Fukuoka. Just because with the sudden changes, I may have di
I am trying to make it feel a bit like Christmas. This year will be different. No scheduled flight back home. No exciting meeting with family and friends. No crispy pata, inihaw na bangus and tilapia, puto't dinuguan, kare-kare, tinola, papaitan, manggang hilaw, and more inihaw na bangus. Also, no more hiding from inaanaks coz I am literally miles away🤣. I can't even really think that I had ever been a good godmother to those kids. If having to give gifts on birthdays and holidays are the standards, then, I have never been one 🤷🏻♀️. Maybe I am better off as a tita😜. Christmas has evolved into a simple story of a couple who found a manger where the Saviour was born to lucrative business opportunities and sheer excuses to be kind and giving and for asking for things that we think we deserve. I have grown up to know Christmas as a celebration of birth of Jesus Christ as a symbol of hope and redemption for a sinner like me. I am keeping it as it is. Also, it is for wishing.