My mom is a very simple woman. She doesn’t dress fancy, doesn’t even shop, doesn’t have hobbies. The thing is, I don’t think she was always like this. In fact, I know she wasn’t. Every couple years at a wedding or something, I’ll hear snippets of stories from her college roommates/friends about when she wore miniskirts and when she’d like to go dancing. Somewhere along the way, it faded, most definitely caused by her responsibility to her family and the family she was creating with my dad… me and my sister. But I know the vibrant, talkative, bright-eyed woman is still there.
In recent years I’ve had an ongoing issue with my mom.
My mom has dedicated so much of her life to raising me and my sister. When she had me, her brain and her heart were re-wired to always think of us, save for us, spend for us, provide…
“It’s a funny thing coming home. Nothing changes. Everything looks the same, feels the same, even smells the same. You realize what’s changed is you.”
-F. Scott Fitzgerald
My friend Grace shared this quote with me on a card before I left for my work term 8 months ago, and at the time I didn’t realize how true these words were to describing my feelings about coming home. Before flying home for vacation, I thought about all the things that could’ve changed since I left. How different my parents could’ve looked, how my friends could’ve changed, and even how Highway 7 might finally be finished construction… but once I got home, everyone and everything was pretty much unchanged. Parents looked the same, friends were not one bit different, and freaking Highway 7 was still under construction (Seriously?It’s been like 2 years…). But I couldn’t shake the feeling that things have changed. Didn’t realize until I looked up at Grace’s card pinned on my bulletin that I’m the one who’s gone through changes over the time I’ve been away. Living alone and away from home has changed me quite a bit. 8 months of solitude in a small town has allowed me to enjoy my alone time and meditate on all the thoughts I neglected when I was back home and preoccupied with the busy city-life. With all this time to yourself, you realize a lot of things about yourself; all the good and the bad. Certainly didn’t realize all the ugliness and bitterness I held onto until I had all this time to reflect, but also didn’t realize all the happiness and opportunities I’m blessed with every single day. I’m 21 now and I think this experience living away from home has definitely helped me finally grow up and realize that I’m not a kid anymore. It seriously still freaks me out to think that I’m an adult now…It’s funny, isn’t it? How all the years up until19-21 you wish to be older and all grown up and once you reach that age, all you wish is to be a kid again and reminisce on the old days? Well, regardless of wherever I end up in the future, Toronto will always be home and the place that’ll always have my heart.Okay, no more sentiment! Let me share with you of the highlights of my week back home:JaBistro Modern JapaneseThis was probably the best sushi I’ve ever had and coming from a sushi-crazed girl, that really means something! The fish was so fresh and the presentation of each dish was immaculate. Each dish was crafted so beautifully and every bite was bursting with flavour. Their modern twist on traditional Japanese cuisine is really unique and refreshing in this city filled with so many Japanese restaurants. Grace and I shared the sushi bowl and platter and it was more than enough to fill the both of us. The sushi bowl was the chef’s choice of sashimi served over sushi rice and oh my goodness, it was the most mouth-watering, delicious thing ever! The chef selected a gorgeous variety of sashimi that was fresh, vibrant, sweet and succulent. Everything was served in little portions, so there wasn’t anything too overwhelming- all the bits just complimented one another and created a perfect medley of deliciousness in my mouth 🙂Their soy sauce and all other sauces was also house made! How great is that? If you are ever in downtown Toronto and are looking for some Japanese cuisine that’ll blow your mind, check out JaBistro. 5 Seconds of Summer at The Sound Academy Never did I think I’d enjoy listening to music from a teenage boy band from Australia, but I was proven wrong when I found 5SOS on Youtube last year. I can see how they draw inspiration from bands like Blink-182 and Good Charlotte (who I use to be OBSESSED with in the 5th grade), but yet have still developed their own unique sound and style. These 4 lads are tremendously talented and it’s incredible how popular their music has gotten and how ridiculous their fan base has grown over the past 2 years! Though as much as I enjoy their catchy tunes and cheeky tweets on Twitter, attending their show made me feel like an old lady in the midst of a sea of 13 year old fan girls. I was definitely in that 1% of people at the show that were over the age of 18. I was looking forward to going to a show to dance and sing along to, but what I really got was trampled over by teeny boppers that revealed far too much skin. Seriously, these girls were so vicious! But I mean, what teenager wouldn’t be crazy obsessed over a group of 4 very attractive boys with cute accents playing in a band together? Then again, I don’t think I was ever as crazy over any band when I was younger as these girls. But hey, music influences everyone differently. Regardless of all the pushing and caddy attitudes, the boys played a great show and made many, many girls very happy. With so much talent and many more opportunities ahead, I’m excited to see 5SOS progress musically and develop into fine young men 🙂I also had the amazing opportunity to watch game 2 between the Raptors and Nets. And oh man, it was so crazy! It was my first time ever watching a live NBA basketball game, and to have it be a playoff game was unforgettable. The ambience of being in a stadium filled with thousands cheering my city sent me chills! I watch basketball here and there but when it’s playoff season, I get hooked! Sadly, we lost the series today and I was for sure heartbroken because we were so close!!! In the end it was a one point game, and watching Pierce block Lowry was so crushing. But you know what, we had a great series and the Raptors gave it their all, so that’s what we should be celebrating. Raptors have all of Toronto’s support and we will be ready for next season! PS: That final series game between Houston and Portland? Bowing down to Damian Lillard. What a boss!The rest of my week at home consisted of lots of brunch/lunch/dinner dates with friends and family to catch each other up with our lives which I am very thankful for. But I wish I made more time for my parents… it was so hard to organize time to see everyone because of everyone’s work schedules. Nonetheless, my week home was spectacular and I couldn’t have asked for anything more. Now back to the frigid north! Did some grocery shopping yesterday and I couldn’t resist taking a photo of the beautiful produce. After all the eating out I did on vacation, it’s time to get back on track, eat right, and train hard to be summer body ready!I hope you all have a delightful week! I’m going to brace myself for the spring allergies that are inevitably going to hit me any second now. Cheers to you, and I’ll talk to you soon.Love,Amy
So this is it, everybody- this is it! This is going to be the blog that I don’t abandon when I get too bored or busy and come back months later and have it stare at me asking, “Why Amy? Why did you leave me all alone? I thought this time was going to be different!”
Okay, so I don’t seriously imagine all my abandoned blogs scolding me, but in a way that’s kinda what it feels like when I look back at my blogging history. Every couple of years (Usually during the summer when I’m bored out of my mind), I like to create a new blog and tell myself how I’m going to dedicate so much time into make it pretty and rich with content blah blah blah… and they usually last for about 2-3 weeks before I move onto what seems to be more interesting hobbies or life just gets busy.
I use to have this blog when I was in grade school that talked about absolutely nothing and it had cheesy instrumental anime music in the background and the cursor animation was cute bubbles. The majority of it was photos of my friends with little comments below about how awesome they were. Every couple of weeks, I would update their photo and change the friend-blurb slightly, haha. It was actually so lame now that I think back to it, but at the time, I thought I was the shiiiiiz. Though my 7th grade friend-tracking blog was horrendously tacky, I think that was when I realized I actually really enjoy blogging. The concept of having an online diary to track my thoughts, daily activities, and inspirations really appealed to me, even at the age of 12. And so, for the past 10 years (oh my goodness I still can’t believe I’m turning 22 this year), I’ve been blogging here and there on various different platforms. I guess none of them ever stuck because I was preoccupied with so many other things throughout my teenage years that blogging just fell to the bottom of my priority list. BUT THAT’S ALL GOING TO CHANGE AS OF….. NOW.
This is the start of something freaking fantastic- I can just feel it! I promise you, blog, that I will keep you updated as frequently as I can and spoil you with all the juicy things that happen in my life (Sadly, I’m secretly an 80 year old grandma trapped in the body of a 21 year old, so sorry if my stories are sometimes a bit dry). So… here it goes! Cheers to the birth of ‘People, Places, & Things Beyond Me’!