As the story has it, one day I headed to the opposite side of the globe – the Flipside. I arrived in Korea February 16th, 2005 and thought I’d do a year, then leave. I was wrong. I stayed, launched my first company, Flipside Fitness, and then opened Korea's largest boxing club, Hulk's Boxing (now called Hulk's Club).

After 11.5yrs in Korea, I then picked up one day and returned to Toronto, Canada. But then I left again.

Now I live in the Philippines where I am the CEO and head coach of Empowered Clubhouse, the Philippines' first and only boxing clubhouse exclusively just for women. I also am the founder of the Lil' Sistas Project, CEO and designer of Slay Gear and Baa Baa Black Sheep .Ph.

Friday, May 20, 2011

The Homeless Polack... Friday, May 20

Despite being in a country infested and busting at the seems with people, it's easy to feel like the only one walking around for miles.

I consider myself extremely blessed in that I've married my best friend, Snickers. It took me to travel to the farthest corner of the world, to start a whole new life, and it took me to finally be comfortable being totally on my own and comfortable with my own silence to find love.

But in moving forward, adapting, and making all these alterations and changes not only to my life but to who I am as a person, I now find myself wanting to go back... back to where I started, back to Canada but I'm not too sure I know how. Nor am I sure I'll even want what's there once I arrive.

"Amy, you think way too much. Just relax" is what you're probably thinking, I know.

I envy the stupid sometimes... hahaha.

Lately I have been pondering a lot whether or not I really want to move back to Canada. Sometimes I even find myself wishing I'd just forget about it. I ignore friends' Facebook updates many times because it's a painful reminder of all that I've missed out on. They'll never know the extent of my regret for missing out in their lives nor will they ever be able to wrap around just how different my life is from theirs. Sometimes I find myself seriously questioning what we have in common. Our lives are so different.

I no longer get homesick, instead I sometimes feel homeless... homeless in that I don't really have a country I feel entirely comfortable in or apart of. At the airport I'm asked for my Canadian passport but am told to write my Korean address on the immigration/customs form. Even immigration seems to be confused about me.


I'm internationally homeless.

QUESTION OF THE DAY...
Do they miss me as much as I miss them?

QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Truly great friends are hard to find, difficult to leave, and impossible to forget.
-- Author Unknown

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