I was born in Tokyo in 1978, on a Wednesday morning—exactly on my parents’ wedding anniversary, two weeks ahead of schedule.
I guess I just had to be a part of the celebration!
People later told me, “You must’ve been born talking!”—that’s how chatty I was from the start.
Because my dad was frequently transferred for work, I spent my early childhood all over the place.
I was in Hiroshima for my first year of kindergarten.
Then in Tokyo for the next year and a half.
From the middle of my final kindergarten year until 5th grade, I lived in New York, USA.
After returning to Japan, I finished 5th grade in Ota Ward and 6th grade in Setagaya Ward.
As you might guess, I never completed a full school cycle in one place.
No childhood friends, and hardly any long-term friendships.
Since I spent those formative years in New York, I turned into a seriously sassy little girl.
And let me tell you—coming back to Japan with that attitude was not easy.
I’ll probably sprinkle stories from those tough adjustment years throughout this blog, so stay tuned!
(Though I gotta say, most of them aren’t exactly heartwarming… Japan was very different 37 years ago!)
I was pushed into taking junior high entrance exams (not my choice) and ended up at a girls’ school filled with other returnee kids—each as feisty as me.
My teenage years? Total emotional rollercoaster.
By the time I was in high school, I started questioning everything:
“Why am I even going to school?”
“Do I really need a college degree?”
I got involved with some not-so-great friends outside of school, skipped a lot, and eventually dropped out at the end of my second year.
After two years of ups and downs, I pulled myself together and took the university entrance exams.
Then—bam!—college life began, and it was the best time of my life.
I graduated in four years (the first time I ever made it from start to finish in a school!).
My plan after graduation was to study translation at a professional school my professor had recommended…
But instead, I was inspired by a close friend who had escaped to Niigata for a snowboarding life.
So I followed suit—for three whole years, I traveled around Japan and Switzerland, living the snowboarding dream and enjoying a long vacation from real life.
Eventually, I realized something:
Once you’ve done everything you wanted, your soul starts to crave stability.
So I decided, “Time to work! I want that steady paycheck life!”
I landed a job as a clerk at a university hospital—my first time working as a full-time employee.
It was fresh and exciting, and I learned so much there. That was the beginning of my journey into the healthcare world, which continues to this day.
Later, I decided, “Okay, time to get married!”
I became a wife, a mother, got divorced… and here I am now.
My life has rarely been calm. It’s always either crashing waves or at least choppy water.
But through all of that, I’ve gathered so many stories, memories, thoughts, and feelings.
This blog is where I’ll share them.
The happy, the painful, the delicious, the useful, the frustrating—everything, just as it is.
If you ever read a post and think, “Ah, I totally get that,” it would make me so happy.
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