back at my parents home...
it's funny... this used to be "my" home not too long ago..
now, it's ... not.
my old room feels bare.. and a bit foreign..
even the stuff i left behind looks awkwardly out of place...
almost as if they don't belong to me anymore..
as if they were once a part of a life that time has no record of......

underneath all the cooking (a skill which i'm still working on...), cleaning, and running a business..
i'm still here.. surprisingly in one piece...
slowly but surely i'm slipping into the role of "korean wife"...
it's rocky territory, but i'm into a good challenge...

the wedding went off without a hitch...
well, the cake fell over...
but it was hours before the wedding and albertsons was kind enough to redo the two top tiers...

..............it's been about 80 hours since we said "i do.."
and the identity of "wife" still hasn't set in..
but i guess that'll come with time...
at least he doesn't snore or grind his teeth...
i'm also grateful for my in-laws...
they're great down-to-earth people who are respectful but not over-the-top traditional... very understanding individuals...
then again, knowing their son, they've got to be understanding..