I hope you're doing well in the hospital and we miss you. I thought you'd like to hear about what I've been doing here in the U.S. Right now I'm doing a lot of climbing in the climbing gym, and outdoors on real rock, not just indoors. I know how much you love the mountains. My dad and I think about you when we're climbing. I remember hiking with you near your house. That is a good memory.
In school I am doing math 7/8 and that means in one year I am doing 7th grade math and 8th grade math. That is starting to get harder but I am still doing fine in school. On Mondays I do math with a Japanese teacher online and the same on Wednesdays. On Tuesdays and Thursdays I go climbing with friends for an hour or two.
I wish I could come over to Japan and be with you. We really miss you. I loved going down to the river with you when I was little. I had fun learning about all the swords and masks you had.
I love you so much. And thank you so much for being such a wonderful grandpa.
おじいちゃん、本当に大好きだよ。そして、こんなに素敵なじいじでいてくれて、本当にありがとう。
Love, Kai
大好きだよ カイ
Dear Itazu-san,
定邦様
I wanted to take some time to write and let you know that your family here in the U.S. is thinking of you with love and caring as you deal with this illness. Myself, Kai, my father George, his wife Debby, my mother Linda and her partner Jeff, my brother Josh and his family...we all have you in our thoughts during what I can only imagine is a terribly challenging time.
I wanted to tell you how much you have meant to me and my family these many years since your beautiful daughter came into my life and changed my world forever. Do you remember all those years ago, when I showed up at your door with Aya for the first time? It must have been so strange seeing that confused and tired young American on your front step. I was so nervous meeting you and Ichiko-san back then! I didn't know what to expect. I didn't know your language and had never set foot in your country. But you welcomed me into your home without hesitation. You seemed as curious about me as I was about you. And before I knew it, we were drinking Asahi and sharing stories at your dining table (with Aya's help translating, of course), or drawing pictures when we didn't understand one another. We talked about our shared love of the mountains and you taught me so much about the history of Japan and Okayama.
It seems like only a short time after that, I was writing you a letter...asking for Aya's hand in marriage. That was another nervous moment for me, of course, but just like you welcomed me into your home, you welcomed me into your family. And ever since, it has been the great honor and privilege of my life to grow and build a life with Aya, my dearest wife and best friend.
In the summer of 2005, you and Ichiko-san crossed the ocean in the other direction and met my family in Indiana for our wedding reception at my father's house. My father, George, was so excited to meet you! I wasn't sure how things would go because of the language barriers, but it didn't take long for us all to start laughing together, asking questions about each other and sharing stories. I think the highlight for my father was taking you and Ichiko-san flying in his plane and showing you the area where I grew up. He still talks about that flight and I know it is something he will always remember.
I remember that before you returned to Japan, my father promised to come see you in Japan, and the next year we all came back together in Okayama to celebrate our marriage there with all of her friends, my father and Debby, my brother Josh, and one of my best friends Barry. This was, without a doubt, one of the most wonderful, most memorable experiences of my life. To see all of Aya's extended family there in that beautiful space, together with my family...it seemed like two, far apart worlds coming together. It was a lovely reception and I will cherish that memory of all of us forever.
In 2012 we visited you in Japan again, this time to celebrate your and Ichiko-san's 70th birthdays. We stayed together at a ryokan near the coast. This was the first time I met my very young nephews, Itsuki and Katsuki. I must have looked like some kind of weird, tall alien to them, but the way they wrestled with me and crawled all over me, it was like they had known me all their lives. And I saw how much they, and their big sister Mia, loved their Jiji...climbing on top of him like playground equipment. And I watched how you smiled when they were close to you and saw how much you love them.
The next year, Aya and I began our greatest adventure yet when Kai entered our lives. Less than a year later, we brought him to meet his Japanese grandparents. It was so wonderful seeing your and Ichiko-san's faces light up when you saw him for the first time. Every now and then, I look back and smile at pictures of you holding Kai and making him giggle. And I watched in awe as your mother held him...a woman holding her great grandson! It was just one more of many unforgettable moments I've had while visiting you.
Over the years, I've had a few other opportunities to visit you and to keep getting to know and appreciate you. So many memories come rushing back about those visits: the times we've hiked to the top of Garyuzan, all the temples and shrines you've taken me to, watching you harvest vegetables from your garden, all the new and delicious foods I've tried at your table, seeing thousands of fireflies blinking over the Ukai river in the summer twilight, and so many other amazing and beautiful moments.
Some of the most important, formative, and memorable experiences of my life have happened with you, in the streets of Okayama and Kanagawa, and under the roof of your home. Those are just some of the reasons that I know that you and I are family, Otousan.
Thank you, Itazu-san, for welcoming me into your home, into your family, into your life. Thank you for raising such a wonderful woman, Aya. Thank you for being a caring grandfather to my son. Thank you for your wisdom, your knowledge and the gift of your friendship.