For the past month, my brst friend and I have been doing our own training to get in somewhat shape for a tkd comeback. We know we are FAR from were we are supposed to And from where we want to be.
So today was the day to speak to our instructor.
As we got closer we got even more nervous. I know I did. It took me 15 minutes to walk through that door. I mean, what was I supposed to say? What was I supposed to do? What would master say? What would he do? I know it may seem like I was way too worried…maybe I was…but this man…I have so much respect for him, how am I even close of being worthy enough to come back?
Well he saw us. And smiled and laughed. Instantly the atmosphere around us changed. The class felt lighter, my stomach settled down, everything seemed brighter.
The way he was happy to see us…the way he so gladly welcomed us….the way our old classmates were excited to greet us…where else can you go and make such an impact?
We went to our old lockers and our stuff was never touched. Our hogos are covered in dust, and our lockers were difficult to open since they haven’t been touched. Notes thay we wrote..since we were 6 to 14 years old were still there. Our olympic dream was written there…our friends who now moved to different places were there…our photographs….our drawings….everything.
What can place will hold onto you like that?
We walked on the floor and the blue mat felt so nice under my feet. It had enough of a bounce so your feet could fly freely…but it was also strong enough to hold you when you fall. The bags wete bandaged up…they’ve been through the pain that we went through…the long hours of training…it took a toll on them too. The mirrors were the same but they showed a different person. The person who left was confident, full of dreams and energy…the person I saw was nervous…worn down…a bit frightened. .. but at least she looked like a burden she was holding…finally fell off her shoulders.
Our instructor looked at us again. And he said
“What kind of place will remember you? Life isn’t a straight line…sometimes you ll have to leave…but its okay to come back. This is your home.”
Gosh dang I missed it so much.
The training starts now.