“Toward the scent of the blossoms, butterflies flutter in. By the breeze, the petals gently fall, bearing good fruit, leaving seeds behind."
I came to realize that these expressions go far beyond literal gratitude or apology.
After committing to daily practice—and knowing I had truly done my best—I began to look forward to each lesson with excitement.
My neighbor responded, “If crops could grow on their own, why would farmers be needed?”
Over time, my mother and youngest aunt became close friends, and my eldest sister, too, formed a special bond with her aunt.
“It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important.”
Sint-Niklaas, Belgium
Suva, Fiji
Flood Relief Volunteer Work in Dangjin, South Korea