merry x-mas

This is the card I made my parents for Christmas to poke fun at the fact that they bestowed the title of bekcho upon me and my bekcho status overall. It didn’t get the reaction that I was expecting but I'm so glad they liked it. I've been oddly festive this year.

Merry Christmas!

this someone

There is someone in my life at the moment that is helping me bring a close to this chapter of my life. I hadn’t even realized we were on the last page until it came. This person has been prompting me to go back and review the pages to ensure a hearty conclusion. They’ve asked me to take a deeper look into my actions as well as the reasons for my ingrained beliefs. They’ve introduced me to my former self and showed me how I’ve changed and questioned why I had. There line of questioning has led me to delve into my past, which is inadvertently making me realize my history and embrace it, emboldening me to forge ahead without regret, doubt or fear. These countless interactions have helped me spiral into a state of fruitful introspection and the most amazing part is they do it all unwittingly.

Thank you friend. You are quite wonderful indeed.

wade \ˈwād\

wad·ed | wad·ing

Definition of WADE
intransitive verb
1 : to step in or through a medium (as water) offering more resistance than air
2 : to move or proceed with difficulty or labor <wade through the crowd> <wade through all the evidence>
3 : to set to work or attack with determination or vigor —used with in or into <wade into a task>
transitive verb
: to pass or cross by wading
— wad·able or wade·able adjective

Origin of WADE
Middle English, from Old English wadan; akin to Old High German watan to go, wade, Latin vadere to go
First Known Use: 13th century

definition from www.merriam-webster.com

I hadn't even realized that wade had such depth or variance in meaning until I started this blog. I was only aware of definition 1; this is why I love words so much and am absolutely intimidated by them at the same time.

cut by glue

A few days ago, I decided that in order to store my senior thesis project that I needed to remove the French cleats off the back. The French cleats were easy enough to remove but they left behind a thick coating of glue that I decided to pry off. I now have 2 gashes on the middle of my middle finger, right where it bends. I wasn't even cut by the utility knife I was using (to help with the prying) but by the hardened glue! The sensitivity that accompanies newly broken skin is interesting – making me all too aware of every bend, graze and encounter.

I feel that this isn’t much different from my bekcho status as a whole. Bekcho meaning swan in Korean but also a term used for women in the state of unemployment. Wading in the water with nothing to do, this bekcho status has made me slow down, consistently reminding me not to act in haste, to pay attention to the things that are often missed and providing the time to re-familiarize, myself.