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How I got to Hot Springs, Arkansas!!!

May 15, 2008

OH my !,….. As I looked back , I really don’t know how I got through  the training periods of my life’s lessons. Every time when things got harder I repeatedly tell myself “This is my lessons, mine only!”

After my son Eugene’s freak accident  which the park  metal light pole fell on Eugene’s head while running cross-country race meet when he was 16 years old.The first surgery was  to put in the Titanium rods in his back along with 9 screws big as. He  had to put on thick plastic turtle shell brace on to learn to sit, stand and walk all over again, very extensive rehab and physical therapy along with 6 sets of doctors.At the same time he struggled still trying to get his credits in school in order for him to stay in school.

This same set of ordeal repeated after the second surgery, which took place in senior year, 13 months later from the date of the first accident,to take out his rods and screws from his back because of pain its causing his back, This time the school required him to go to adults school to get credits he needed,as he pursued his duties as a high school student, his whole body and mind was overloaded with his responsibilities we diligently put it on him. He never got over with his sleep disorder nor the trauma syndrome. I want to cry out for him every time when I remember what we (teachers, principal, school district administrator, school psychologist, school district counsellor and the school counsellor) all decided whats best for him and almost drill him down every day. I terribly regret why I never thought about just let him take the GED, and just let him attend the school with rest of his friends with out all that credit nonsense and the pressures we put him through. I take my hats off to him for his endurance, integrity, and for his self-respect. Many times I wanted to say “Son I am so sorry for what I have done not knowing whats best for you then”

By the time my son graduated from High School I already acquired Real Estate licence (one more time around which I had and gave up in 1980 for the high interest hike like 20%) to prepare to teach Eugene there is somethings he can do if he does not find what he likes to do . After he went to local  community college , dropped out after 2 months, I was so fearful that he might really get lost and give up on himself. I could not bear to see him depressed and locked himself in the room all day and sleep. So, one day I asked him if he like to go along road trip to the east coast and back. Yes! He said so gladly . So we packed up with our new addition of our family Poncho (tea-cup chuwawa). I wanted paint some sort of pictures on the blank wall he was looking at ever since the accident. The pictures, all the plans of colleges, what he wanted do for his future got wiped out clean left blank wall  (West Point, Navy Seal CIA jr. college program was his aim. since he had the black belt in Karate at age 11, certified diver age 16) I just wanted to give him the ideas maybe some day he could do this when he is ready. I was so worried he might mold himself to lazy life style.

So here we went 13 states in 21 days, fast track, live Real Estate Investment lessons. I  explained everything I knew as we looked at each subject. I realized all the things that I was able to teach him came from my past experiences from 1980s and investing in 4 units Apt.. We stopped at the  small cities to  the big cities, looked in to apt. buildings, four units, condos, storage buildings, mobile home parks, shopping centers,  single family homes, lake properties, lands.

We took off our trip  down south through Phoenix, Tucson Arizona, then to Odessa/Midland Texas where George bush’s home town. We look at few places as shopping centers, Apt. buildings, houses and condos, Motels too. Then head to San Antonio, Austin, Houston. From there we went on to Barton Rouge,Louisiana, but it was dark and could not get a motel in that city because of the refuges from the Caterina. but after two hours of search we finely got one out skirts town. The next day we had to New Orléans, the 9th Ward. What an experience driving through the streets of that disturbed by the storm. we actually walk down few streets, Eugene was busy taking pictures and we walked in to empty house was horrible sight to even look at. Some folks were still struggling to get back into their houses but most part was un cleaned, still the debris and destructed building parts everywhere piled up. The whole town was no way near the rebuilding mode yet sad to say. The sun was going down soon, so we took off to east but the both sides of the free way was all empty , like ghost town, no lights, no moving things of any kind at all. We were experiencing very emotional shock and could not say any words in the car as we drove out of the New Orléans.

We then speed up to pass through Mobile, Alabama stopping only for gas and foods., and pass through Montgomery to Atlanta, Georgia. There we got connected very nice people and we understood a lot about the growth of the city.

We then were in a hurry to go visit my long time friend and kid’s God-mother in Greenville South Carolina. We had very nice and relaxed visit with Jo and her husband Wayne, then took off to west through Smokey Mountains which I later realized that it was first part of Feb. with lots of snow on the mountains. Why I had no fear of travelling anywhere, I have slightest idea nor did I ever realized it was very dangerous and ignorant in my part. But with God’s grace, we drove through without any problems and saw the beautiful part of the country with rare sight of snow.

We then headed to Nashville, Tennessee. to Memphis, Mississippi. Somehow, it was like automatic driver programmed to drive right into the River Walk to the famous Beal Street. I must say it was extra ordinary delight to listen to jazz music all over the street and the Brick Dancers plus good food to enjoy.

 I almost hated leave the Beal street but we had a prior appointment, so we were on our way to look  at some office buildings in Dallas, Texas, drove on freeway I-30, saw the sign to Hot Springs exit 111, took a sharp right turn and the first place we stopped was at the front of the Trumpets restaurant in the VELDA ROSE RESORT HOTEL & SPA on 217 park ave. Down Town Hot Springs Arkansas. I was told that time by the locals that whole city itself is the national park.

Wow ! we both was so amazed and specially  this was the former President Mr. Bill Clinton’s home town where he grew up. His little white house (his house is really white )  was 6 blocks from the VELDA ROSE HOTEL.And we drove to look at Mr Clinton’s little white house on the little hill. It was ” A wow!!! “moments for both of us about how small and average looking house he lived in and raised as normal average people like every one else, still marched on to his dreams being the President of United States of America, The great nation that I respect more each day I live here for greatest freedom, opportunities, integrity, honor of human rights and the God-loving people country,united as we stand.

So this was our journey Eugene and I took in year 2006 early Feb. on the rainy day found this Hotel VELDA ROSE !!!

YOU CALL ME CRAZY, STUPID OR GUTZY woman, maybe you can call me all three  all ar once. I admit ! This is way out of my league, from small boutique to this giant space-ship, to me it is.

The VELDA ROSE HOTEL operated with absentee owner for years and 2 years before our ownership it ran by the former cocktail waitress/ bartender/ bar manager. It took us 2 years to cleaned up this place and fixing  things from the core of the problems not only bandaged them up like they used to  for selling in mind of owner. We, my brother-in-law Peter and I put our hearts into this projects along with our assistant general manager /Food & beverage manager Derrick Hayes, who we are so thankful.

This is only beginning of my journey with this hotel. I am sure there will be many stories to tell

 

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my poetry

May 12, 2008

It’s been there all along,

deep inside of me,

 attempting to scream out aloud,

echoes of the fear for uncertainty, 

 took me back to my dungeons.

There were times wanting to cry out,

 end up chocking with no air.

The life time collection of words,

faced no exits for the escape route,

bottled up inside, no where to hide,

 packed in to every cells,

yet entwined in the vast space it seems.

My heart is full with unseen,

unspoken words, so old,

 almost lost it’s meaning.

To express, painstakingly sorrowful memories,

with out a pity.

The beauties of nature inscribed in the colorful stones.

All the known for the truth,

 from the trials and tribulations,

making sentences to deliver on to next experiences.

Residual sadness for many hurts,

disappointments swallowed big lumps in the throat.

Its still there,

all mixed in together,

waiting to burst out,

through tiny crack if there is any,

To sing it in to the ears,

who care to listen.

To whisper the mystic realms,

for some one to understand.

Desperately more to give,

 instantaneously ready to release,

 the deepest kind, the motherly love,

needing to be recorded,

if not anything else.

As I regroup,

as I recoup what belongs to me,

 is my poetry.

Feb 03/08 leia cha

Who am I?

May 12, 2008

I will always be a single mom, a daughter, a sister, a friend, a meditator, a hiker for the rest of my life.

I  currently a co-maker of “It’s a secret!” Anti-Aging cream (the real maker is God)

I currently  a temporary care taker/owner of the “Velda Rose Resort Hotel and Spa ” in Hot Springs Arkansas. (the real owner is God,the bank is the temporary owner)

I currently  a temp.owner/co-care taker of the “Beach Store” in Huntington Beach California for 25 years. This boutique store I started with only $465.00 in my hand, my co-care taker is my great girls who work at the Beach Store (last 10 years were non-owner operated)

My passion was in to the “Wellness center” in Los Angeles 5 years ago, but folded by my son’s freak accident at  age 16 in jr. year in high school, the light pole at the park fell and hit his head while he was running the Cross-Country High School race meet.Thank God ! He was able to use the falling technic from Karate training, 3 times a week from when he was 4 years old paid off and saved his life!!!.

We spent last 4 years 24/7 together, getting well. because of this miracle happened, he is almost recovered,”the miracle boy” as doctors called him, yes!  He is doing well against all odds, now going through the process of growing pains(missed out on special time of puberty “adolescence”. yes! He is trying to find his center, trying to come out of trauma still…….I am proud  that he pulled himself through all this so far, as young as he is, and every time when I remember, I am so thankful……(phil,1:3)

I am so proud of my beautiful daughter who is getting her Master’s in “Public Policy”  from UCLA this June, is going to the UC Hastings Law school or UC Davis this fall.(So glad my son is there too going to school) I am so proud myself getting over the “empty nest syndrome, slowly but surely (writing poetry was the only therapy ha ! ha! I am an American,but Korean, torn between 2 languages, not good in either.)

I still have a passionate dream about a “Retreat center/Wellness center/Life coaching somewhere in California, ( It will have prayer room, meditation room, lecture/ dining hall, den/books/reading room, sound healing room, aroma /color therapy room, sauna/ massage room, chinese herb/acupuncture room, Quantum Bio Feed back therapy, automatic acupuncture/heat/accu-pressure therapy bed, Life coaching counselling room/small  group dialog room, small teepee for one person’s space/q.t(quite time) rooms in the back of the center in the nature in the woods, veg/flower gardens for every one to pitch in, will have weekly lectures and seminars, and the monthly big events, bi-yearly group trip to sacred places  around world. Any race, color, creeds, and religion will be welcomed. It will  be the place for people to come to rest their mind, body and soul to find the truth about themselves.”.know thy self????” ( The most attractive part will be the low and minimal cost to everyone who have wish to make some changes or one in their lives if it’s not radical transformations for whole self.)

The center will be part of foundation for the people who lost limbs (the funds will come from the sale of “It’s a secret” now it is  “mysimplesecret.com” Anti-Aging cream.)

I lost my left five fingers from the lawn mower accident in 1989, an aggressive single mom trying to do everything by myself, but that was the blessing I should say the least, This experience took me to the spiritual journey that I was on and still on perhaps till I die.This “De-programing standardized social main stream pressures”, “De-conditioning deep imbedded cultures”, “Un-loading psychological baggage”, “Negating what is not love”, “Practicing objectivity by not reacting emotionally but responding correctly,”and much more quests…….And I promised to myself that I can not and will not fall for my children, furthermore I strongly told myself that I will not waste my five fingers for nothing, so I was determined to get something worthwhile to replace the value of my fingers which diminished forever.

I just came out with  this “It’s a secret!”( Now it is “mysimplesecret.com”)Anti-Aging cream. I had it when I had the Wellness center in Los Angeles before my son Eugene was injured, but I let this idea hibernate for a while. No, I actually had no time or spare mind to do anything else but taking care of my son’s recovery. I really don’t have any idea what to do with this  Anti-Aging cream…….I put it on my bartender’s worst side of the face and neck ( only half side of the face) one Sat. night at the Banquet. forgot all about it. But she came to pick up her check on following Wednesday, her face was changed the other way around, better side became worse, of course. She wanted the cream and many more testimonies like that after that day on………specially at the Rose Garden Spa in the Velda Rose resort Hotel. We have strong true testimonies every day , also when we have the big conventions and big wedding parties, we  generously give away our samples. I am so delighted to hear these people say “Wow!” And they ask, “What’s in it ?”

 ” I can’t tell you that !”  It’s a secret !”

I just got domain name”itsasecretantiaging.com”, but now it has changed to “mysimplesecret.com”. But don’t know what to do next, as you can see I am a computer illiterate, I don’t even know how to spell things either, as you can see…..

I very much believe that all things will fall in to places some how, the law of attractions backing me up with full force, The Source is the energy outlet which is the Devine Energy itself is that we called GOD.

“No longer live life controlled by fear,” Eugene Kim, my son 21.

"Leia"

My Modeling years

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May 12, 2008

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The world best Anti-Aging cream!

 It is so new I don’t know what to do with this.”

“It’s a secret!” is now “mysimplesecret.com” the name has changed (website is up running now)