tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488248462844133120.post385671664103566252..comments2023-11-25T21:38:49.841+09:00Comments on Sophelia's Japan: Look at me, watch me, see me (Flashback Friday)Sopheliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09891110033136610235noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488248462844133120.post-23061145555677126452014-12-16T17:34:12.179+09:002014-12-16T17:34:12.179+09:00Ah Soph, you made me cry. This story is so tragic ...Ah Soph, you made me cry. This story is so tragic and beautiful. So very well written. You're such an inspiration.Mimhttp://twolofbees.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488248462844133120.post-27263864401527478412014-12-16T11:14:57.320+09:002014-12-16T11:14:57.320+09:00Thank you all for commenting and I'm sorry for...Thank you all for commenting and I'm sorry for taking such a long time to reply. I have been, as a friend of mine would say, "having all the feels", and I needed to step away for a little while after this one.Sopheliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09891110033136610235noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488248462844133120.post-82613678316949793702014-11-14T10:00:50.079+09:002014-11-14T10:00:50.079+09:00I am not brave enough to look. I am not strong eno...I am not brave enough to look. I am not strong enough to see.<br />The work that you do and the life that you lead is awe inspiring. <br />I desperately need to crash on your floor and ply you with coffee and a catch up.<br /><br />(And your prose is stunning as ever)Emerald L kinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13596765089335124906noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488248462844133120.post-66303320716259779232014-11-14T09:50:09.283+09:002014-11-14T09:50:09.283+09:00How heartbreaking...reminds me of Schindler's ...How heartbreaking...reminds me of Schindler's List where he breaks down realizing he could have done more despite saving as many as he did.<br /><br />I asked my dad once when I returned to visit Manila about how he handled all the street kids coming up begging for money or trying to sell useless stuff at the stop lights. I grew up there and I know I got numb to it all after a while, didn&#Jessehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01274918059193803558noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4488248462844133120.post-56517641810259413602014-11-14T05:21:58.542+09:002014-11-14T05:21:58.542+09:00I think you did and have done a lot. And you rec...I think you did and have done a lot. And you recorded it for us. Life, in all its intricacies, is never black and white. kekenoreply@blogger.com