As the story has it, I woke up and found myself on the very opposite side of the globe – the flipside. I arrived February 16th, 2005 and thought I’d simply do a year, then leave. Years later and I’m still here. I went from being some random foreign girl to taking on labels I never imagined – university professor, film extra, professional boxer, CEO of my own girls-only fitness company, Flipside Fitness, and CEO of my own boxing club, Korea's largest -- Hulk's Club, formerly known as Hulk's Boxing.

After 11.5yrs in Korea, I picked up one day and left. I returned to Toronto, Canada but only to pack up my bags and venture out again. Now I'm living in Makati, Philippines. Life for me is better in Asia and I'm so happy here. This isn't a new chapter in the book of my life though, it's a whole new book I've started!!! I'm a whole new woman. I left Korea with Flipside Fitness on my brain, Hulk's in my heart, boxing in my bag, and my four-legged friend Balboa Button by my side.

Life is an adventure and this is my story of yesterday.

Sunday, October 30, 2016

I've Met my Match... Sunday, October 30

While waiting to leave the church after the service today, I met a woman and after what was probably only a 15 minute conversation, I left the church feeling so completely blessed to have met her that my eyes swelled up with tears and I cried.

I won't go into the details of our conversation and I'm not quite sure on how it went from talking about my hair to my struggles with my marriage in Korea, but there was an intense feeling of relief that came with meeting her.  She was someone who experienced similar marriage difficulties but in a much lengthier marriage and instantly I felt like I didn't have to explain myself anymore, there was someone who totally understood.  We exchanged contact info, promised we'd meet up for coffee, and then I headed out the door because my ride had arrived, Skittles.

Side note, I haven't officially introduced you, my readers, to Skittles but get used to reading about him.

Anyways, I jumped into Skittles' jeep and then the tears fell.  A little bit of a dramatic and intense "good afternoon Skittles" but I couldn't help it.  I felt like suddenly someone understood my situation.  I wasn't so alone anymore in the struggle.

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