This blog has been about the past four months of my life. I went to Ofunato and Rikuzentakata, scared out of my wits, not knowing what faced me. I saw a quiet hell. I lived among people who showed incredible strength as well as real vulnerability. I struggled to find the words to describe what I saw and felt. I failed. I succeeded. I came home. I went back. I tackled my personal demons. I came home again a new person.
Throughout this process, you have been there with me. You let me throw my pain out to you even though I don't know many of you. You let me rant. You let me complain. You supported and comforted me.
It was hard. It was very, very hard but I would do this all over again without hesitation, although I would do things very differently. I have no regrets in going. I'm a better person for having gone.
I will continue to work towards reconstruction, renewal and healing in Tohoku. This is my life. I'm very, very convinced I will live happily ever after, and I will do everything I know how to make even one person's life better so they can say the same.
Thank you for taking this journey with me.