Because looking for one's wife outside one's country is such a serious matter, you really have to do some introspection beforehand. In my case, it came as part of a grieving process…
When my wife was diagnosed with cancer, in October 1997, I confronted my worst fears and strongest devils. I overcame them and stood by her all the way - an action that I am proud of to this very day. We had wanted and battled for a different outcome than what befell, but that is sometimes the way of this world.
It was my honor to look after her during the greatest battle of our lives. I would have gladly given my life for hers.
I knew if I lost her. I would be in very serious trouble, myself. Many of the elements that I loved about my wife were unique in their combination as well as stand-alone.
First, there was the fact that even though she was my age, she could pass for far younger. Then, there was her naiveté and innocence despite the fact she had struggled on her own, in a foreign country, often taking hard blows. Despite her "baggage," it didn't really seem like she had any. She still kept a very youthful spirit about her.
Third, there was that progressive aspect about her, founded in true Buddhism, where she continually tried to improve herself as a person and encouraged many other people to follow that path, also.
Last, but certainly not least for me, was her physical being. Her body type was ideal for me and she was Asian - an ethnicity I've preferred in women most all my life...
(to be continued)
-- Malcolm & Thiphawan
