When I came back from Hawaii this summer I brought back some fresh fish, halalu to be exact, to eat while I was in Portland. They are skinny 3-5 inch fish that are good for frying. I usually dip the halalu in a shoyu + chili pepper vinegar sauce I make and then eat it alongside my version of chazuke (hot rice with piping fresh genmaicha poured over it). I cooked this dish for the first time for Haiasi and I to eat and it came out fabulous. This is the third homemade recipe I have cooked in the past week and so far Haiasi has eagerly eaten every morsel of them all.
I came to a realization later on in the night when Haiasi and I were getting comfy in bed. It was half past 1am on September 18th officially and I whispered to Hai-kun, "Happy one and ten," with a soft smile on my face. He didn't get it until I told him that it meant happy one year and 10 months. He smiled back warmly. I thought for awhile and then told him that no matter how stupid or unbelievably dumb I feel in my theory classes, or the lack of my ability to form sound sentences, or my doubtful thinking of my present work, I know two things for sure. He asked what they were and I replied," I know for certain that I love you and my family undoubtedly." I teared up a little cause it reminded me of how far I was from my family, but he smiled a certain smile that made me feel incredibly lucky to have someone who day in and day out deals with my stubbornness and semi self-destructive ways. Unconditionally too without ever making a fuss. We make 2 years soon and I have a little present I am concocting in my little brain. When I am complete with it I shall post a picture up.
It feels nice to write this all out. Or maybe just nice to write something other than my reading responses for my insane lit class. I'll try to update this more...for my sake and sanity.
