Today I met my Okaasan! Yumi, her mom (“okaasan” in Japanese) and aunt were waiting for me when I arrived at the apartment. After the long flight from Osaka, they were surprisingly full of energy. When I entered, they immediately began bowing. Okassan continued for some time afterward,”Sumimasen, sumimasen…” Yumi explained that she was apologizing. For what I wasn’t sure but when we introduced her to my aunt who lives downstairs the “apology tour” continued – “Sumimasen for meeting us. Sumimasen for your hospitality. Sumimasen for putting up with a daughter like mine. Sumimasen…” I eventually had to cut the tour short, after all, we had a wedding to get ready for in three days.