I went to Korea 9 years ago as part of our highschool’s student exchange program. While i was there, I lived with a foster family for a day and night. They were the most gracious host one can meet. They opened their home to me as if I am a long lost and deeply missed family member. However, after that, for some reaons, I never had any contact with them.
Fast forward to 2008. Last week, I received an email from them asking how am I doing after all these years. I was kind of schocked since I never thought I will be able to be in touch with them again.
It’s a nice feeling when someone you thought you lost already, is actually there. This is one of life’s best surprises.
Life in general is like this. We meet people everyday. Some we keep in touch with and categorically be part of our life, while most are chance meetings and will soon be forgotten.
