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In 2017,I had a very tough year.  My right leg was swollen and flushed all of a sudden. I thought it was incurred by sport injury or incorrect exercise.  Checked with rehabilitation and orthopedics and then transferred to cardiology in three months, there was no real answer.  So the doctor tried to ask my past history of illness and find possibilities. I was diagnosed ovarian cancer since 21 years old (22 years ago).  The cancer cells were removed after two operations and four chemotherapies in six months.  The doctor figured out it might have been “Lymphedema “ which was the side effects of cancer treatment.  I realized my lymphedema transferred from lightly left leg to heavily right leg.  And it was much more serious and complicated.  As Of today, I know there is no cure and 100% treatment for this disease.  It can be a lifelong concern once it developed. In that summer, it was very hot and humid.  I had to stay in hospital and was treated antibiotics for one week due to cellulitis

In 2019 summer, I was lucky to attend my son’s first international handball tournament.  The photo was taken in Portugal.  It’s a very ancient country and the beauty literally took my breath away.   I remembered there were about 8-10 games in one week.  First 5 games were going well and smooth.  Few days later some kids were not feeling good because the western food they didn’t really like and the days were long and nights were short.   In one game, TW team played against Brazil team. You could see the huge difference of height and body built from the two teams in the photo.  Brazil team was simply too much and overwhelming for us.  In the final, they faced each other again.  My son’s team was this close to beat them.    Although the champion belonged to Brzail, but everyone remembered the braveness and fearlessness of our boys facing any team, said the coach.  It was a special experience and unforgettable event for me and my son.

It was embarrassing yet interesting on my first day at college. I couldn’t imagine I was back to school after graduated more than 20+ years.   Daughter, wife, mother: now I have one more identity - a freshman.  On the first day, the security guard at school entrance thought I was the mother of a freshman and kept looking around inside my car. He then realized I was the one he was looking for and showed embarrassment with a sorry face to me right away.  “Never mind”, I told him. I was reminded of my "outstanding" age before I even got to my classroom! In our new class, we were all indigenous students from different countries.  The humor and talking ways of indigenous were funny and easy-going.  Suddenly I felt like I was in the village.   It is never too late to learn.  I am inspired by many true stories about learning something new every year.  So far I am pleased to join with young generation in the college.  It is interesting , motivating and inspiring.  I am loving it.

Tuesdays with Morrie, written by Mitch Albom, is a true story telling about the meaning of life. Morrie is the professor. He has been diagnosed with ALS, and not given very long to live.  Mitch visits his professor to restart their teacher-student relationship on Tuesdays. The final course is about love, work , community, family, aging, forgiveness and death.   Morrie’s time is limited, but love is unlimited.  He’s generous with his time and love, telling people the meaning of life. He’s open-mind, reflective and thinking deeply affects the people around him. Morrie’s student, Mitch, being a workaholic, he takes a break and gives himself a chance to visit his old Professor.  His thoughts have been constantly changed every time he discussed with Morrie. The love between these two people is so beautiful.  They were not even family, yet they were closer than many fathers and sons will ever be. We are only focused on making a ton of money. What's more valuable in our life?  This book m

There were few days left in 2019. I always promised to live a minimalism" lifestyle by the end of every year.  But it seems difficult.    Few days ago, I cleaned the drawer and tried to throw all things away. I found out a photo which was taken over more than 20 years ago.  I held the photo, closed my eyes and lay on the sofa.  All memories came out.  That was my first year out of hometown.  Taichung city was a miracle metropolitan and everything was new and fresh.  My classmate and me stayed up all night in loudly music.  We saw the twilight right out of the pub.  We went to Taichung’s famous garden directly and took the photo.  The air was fresh and the flowers were colorful.    Time flies. I opened my eyes and looked the house around.  I know my body can’t stay up late anymore and no freedom.  I decided to put the photo back.  That’s one of my good memory during my teenage year.

Shikotsuko is the most beautiful lake in Hokkaido.  It is about one hour drive from Sapporo.  The photo was taken beside the lake.  There is one camping site named “Bifue Camping Ground” that’s every camper’s dreaming land.  Four years ago, I brought two kids here after delivered my husband airport.  The distance was not far, but there were no shops to the site.  It was deep in the mountains and forest.  We saw the wild deer on the way which made my kids very excited.   After arriving the camping site, we chose a great spot.  The tent was set up in front of the lake.  The view was beautiful and peaceful.  Some neighbors played canoe and some were swimming.  My kids enjoyed playing in the water and catching shrimps.  We did not have enough food next day so we drove down 20 kms away to resting area for nice traditional noodles.    We stayed here for three days.  Everything was great except the last night.  It was raining and windy.  The lake turned into an ocean because it became wavy an