Lost and Grateful in Tokyo


During a recent short visit to Japan, my family and I were fortunate to receive help from several of her citizens. I do not speak Japanese and despite trying to learn a few words before our trip, I forgot most of them when I needed them. So, 助けたすべての人にどうもありがとうございます (thank you very much to all who helped) us. We encountered some of the best people while visiting and I am most grateful to all of you.

Special Thanks 特別な感謝
Tokubetsuna kansha


Our first night we traveled from Shinjuku to Odaiba. We arrived at Tokyo Teleport Station. We received help from many wonderful people beginning with a young lady who guided me to the station attendant when my preloaded suica card would not allow me through the exit gate.

Upon leaving Odaiba, we got lost and ended up at Daiba Station. Thank you to the couple who offered to give us a ride to Shinjuku when you were not going that way. Obviously, that was too much to ask and we declined. Thank you to the others who also tried to direct us to the station.

Once we arrived at Daiba Station, I realized we could still get to Shinjuku from there, so we boarded the Yurikamome line to cross the Rainbow Bridge.  Yet, I wasn’t prepared for our train transfer to the Ginza line at Shimbashi Station. Thankfully, an English-speaking news correspondent who was going our direction took pity on us. He guided us to the right train and stayed with us until one stop prior to our station. He also advised us to talk to the station attendant upon entering the train station in the future, as they always have an English-speaking person. There were many others who also tried to help us that same night when we had trouble finding the station. We are grateful to all of you.

We did better after that first night despite some challenges and we fell in love with your beautiful city.



Weekly Photo Challenge: Fray (Feeling It, Entering It, Exiting It) 3

I think this little gecko was a little frayed when I chased him away from the worm bin that this frayed mat helps keep cool.

I know how he feels since I felt frayed when I entered the anti-bully fray. Eventually, I realized that I had to change my own views and support my child privately while continuing to encourage kindness and understanding even of the bullies. This change inspired my Special-Ism post, About Bullies: Bullies Are Human Too!

Yet, frustration with the slowness of society to change made me want to give up until I realized that I had to focus on peace and joy to find happiness again. The change has indeed brought joy back to our family and it has helped me to observe from afar how God continues to answer my prayers.

No, I do not feel the need to over share those answers; and no, changes have not happened as quickly as I would like. But, even our local politicians are finally getting the idea that they need to show compassion for the homeless and for all people less fortunate if they want to have support from the voters. It is refreshing to see the subtle changes. I am also grateful that the need for kindness is more openly talked about than in years past, and teaching kindness to our children is becoming more of a priority in many schools.

Mia’s grandpa taught me that there were good and bad people everywhere. I knew this was true. I hoped and prayed that there were more good than bad. I hoped one day people would accept others for who they were, not who they wanted them to be … Francesca Lung from Delightfully Different

Post inspired by The Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge:

Share a photo of what “fray” means to you — it could be a tear in a favorite pair of jeans, a street rumble just about to begin, or a friend diving into an oncoming wave at the beach.