The commute to my son’s preschool involves driving along Ocean Beach each way. Back in the day when I would feel homesick for Japan, I would often try to go to Ocean Beach, which faces the Pacific Ocean, and cry out towards the ocean and Japan in my heart. Now, I find it to be no coincidence that we drive along the Pacific Ocean everyday for my son to get to his Japanese preschool. It’s my shout out to Japan, my way of blowing a kiss towards my home country, being very aware of the conscious decision I’ve made to raise my children bilingual. And the ocean is always so accepting.