Showing posts with label swimming. Show all posts
Showing posts with label swimming. Show all posts
Monday, August 16, 2010
High Tea and the Ocean
A couple of days of catch-up in this one. First we start with High Tea at a very fancy hotel. Mimi really wanted to do this while we were in the British Isles. It was a bit spendy, but worth it.
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Christina in Korea: Mother's Day Edition
Whoa! It is Mother's Day, and I am just a little out of hugging range of my mother. How sad. I will have to give hugs with interest when I return. Also, I will now get mushy in full view of the internet.
My Mom is really, really awesome. Even now, she is my best friend and the one I call when I'm in trouble. I call her for two reasons: 1) she makes me feel better with alarming speed and 2) when she gives advice, she is always right. I mean always. I think I can count the number of times she has been wrong on one hand, and that's including that one time that she said we had milk and we didn't.
I never went through a rebellious phase when I was a teenager. Not even a little. Some people would attribute this to my natural distaste for conflict, but I think it's because I genuinely had nothing to rebel against. My parents provided everything for me, allowed me to do anything within reason, and made me happy. When I went through rough times outside of their control, they were my greatest support.
Despite having every reason in the world to tell me, "I worked my way through college and pulled myself up by my bootstraps, so you should be able to do the same thing!" she instead made sure I never had to worry about money while I was in college. Since I have made friends who do, in fact, have to worry about money, I have become excruciatingly aware of just how uncommonly privileged I am.
My Mom is my role model, and I'm not just saying that because it's Mother's Day and that's what you're supposed to say. I look up to her and hope that, faced with the same adversity that she has conquered in her lifetime, I could be as clever, brave, self-reliant, resilient, loyal, and loving as she has been. I love you Mom, today and all days.
My Mom is really, really awesome. Even now, she is my best friend and the one I call when I'm in trouble. I call her for two reasons: 1) she makes me feel better with alarming speed and 2) when she gives advice, she is always right. I mean always. I think I can count the number of times she has been wrong on one hand, and that's including that one time that she said we had milk and we didn't.
I never went through a rebellious phase when I was a teenager. Not even a little. Some people would attribute this to my natural distaste for conflict, but I think it's because I genuinely had nothing to rebel against. My parents provided everything for me, allowed me to do anything within reason, and made me happy. When I went through rough times outside of their control, they were my greatest support.
Despite having every reason in the world to tell me, "I worked my way through college and pulled myself up by my bootstraps, so you should be able to do the same thing!" she instead made sure I never had to worry about money while I was in college. Since I have made friends who do, in fact, have to worry about money, I have become excruciatingly aware of just how uncommonly privileged I am.
My Mom is my role model, and I'm not just saying that because it's Mother's Day and that's what you're supposed to say. I look up to her and hope that, faced with the same adversity that she has conquered in her lifetime, I could be as clever, brave, self-reliant, resilient, loyal, and loving as she has been. I love you Mom, today and all days.
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