When my Chinese husband awoke on Friday to news of the tsunami in Japan, he did something that, even a year ago, I could never have imagined. He wrote to one of his friends…in Japan. “I heard about the earthquake and tsunami in Japan. I hope you and your family are well.”
Hours later, he felt relieved to read her response: “Thanks for your contact. Now, I’m standing by in my hospital. But I’m fine. And my family are well when I called.”
“She is okay,” he reassured me, after reading her e-mail.
But years ago, when I first mentioned Japan to him, “reassured” is not even close to how I would have described him.
“One of these days, we’ll have to visit Japan,” I mused, just having returned from a trip home to the US, where I passed through the Tokyo Narita Airport.
“Japan? I never want to visit Japan,” he hissed. “I’m anti-Japanese.” Continue reading “How My Anti-Japanese Chinese Husband Changed His Mind About Japan”