Reflections for the new year

Until the day I left our home in Japan, I was busy going through daily life. Although I questioned about what was going on in the world, I did not act towards contributing to overall society or making our world a better place. I think part of me was saying that, "there is not much I can do." However, now I realize that this is the exact attitude that caused the Fukushima daiichi nuclear power plant accident. No matter how small our parts are, the only way we can ever make a difference is raising our voices up together. If we live our lives too timidly, we leave our collective futures to be dictated by the wicked and incompetent, those that care nothing for us or our children.

As the mainstream media and government continues to withhold what is going on in Japan with Fukushima daiichi nuclear power plant, there are still many people that are suffering from this accident. I feel strongly that it is my duty to express and share the voice of people in Japan through this blog, and I pledge to do so with all my might.

I wish a better year to all the humanity than this last year has been. May this new year be the year we all rose up to make a difference!

First Post

This year completely changed my life. When the winds shifted South on March 15th of this year, I, my husband, and 3 year-old son left our home in Japan (within 100 miles of Fukushima daiichi nuclear power plant) with little more than the clothes on our backs. After less than a month in Osaka, we flew to the U.S. My husband was required to eventually resign from his job in Tokyo in the Summer after working remotely for 4 months, and we really were uncertain about our future at that point on. However, literally weeks before the end of the year, my husband accepted a job offer for a position that he felt he could enjoy as much as he did his job back in Tokyo (which he really did love). After going through all that, I started to realize how lucky our family had been this year. With that, my feeling of relief quickly faded into concern and even guilt for those we had left behind. The nightmare for them was certainly still real. We made a family decision that I would focus on just doing whatever I could to help those still dealing with the crisis. So here I am.


So I believe I can begin helping the most by sharing the stories in English of Japanese mothers trying to deal with contaminated land, water, and air. This will require tracking down those willing to interview and creating a translated summary here. And, of course, I expect to find out more what these mothers need through these interviews and hopefully, eventually, I can find other ways to ease their suffering.


I invite you to not only read my posts, but to participate in the attempt to bring back some hope to the lives of those living through the nightmare of an ecological disaster.