Umi No Kizuna
@uminokizuna.bsky.social
🌊 Dreaming by the sea | of Umi no Kizuna
🌱 Building a space of connection, hope & healing
https://lnk.bio/uminokizuna
🌱 Building a space of connection, hope & healing
https://lnk.bio/uminokizuna
With recent changes to the business visa requirements. Mr Aizawa offered to have my business under his name at first. We will of course come up with a solid contract. I appreciate him so much. Will keep you updated.
September 1, 2025 at 11:50 AM
With recent changes to the business visa requirements. Mr Aizawa offered to have my business under his name at first. We will of course come up with a solid contract. I appreciate him so much. Will keep you updated.
She cut Mr. Aizawa's boat close to shore. And she placed his friend's boat near the sun. His friend was an oyster farmer.
This is more than a product. It's a story of love and loyalty, in every package.
This is more than a product. It's a story of love and loyalty, in every package.
September 1, 2025 at 11:50 AM
She cut Mr. Aizawa's boat close to shore. And she placed his friend's boat near the sun. His friend was an oyster farmer.
This is more than a product. It's a story of love and loyalty, in every package.
This is more than a product. It's a story of love and loyalty, in every package.
The day he finally made the agonizing decision to return to seaweed farming... his friend was found. In another prefecture.
He still honors his friend every single day. Look at the logo for his seaweed. A friend of his, a paper artist, created it. It's not a drawing—it's intricate paper art.
He still honors his friend every single day. Look at the logo for his seaweed. A friend of his, a paper artist, created it. It's not a drawing—it's intricate paper art.
September 1, 2025 at 11:50 AM
The day he finally made the agonizing decision to return to seaweed farming... his friend was found. In another prefecture.
He still honors his friend every single day. Look at the logo for his seaweed. A friend of his, a paper artist, created it. It's not a drawing—it's intricate paper art.
He still honors his friend every single day. Look at the logo for his seaweed. A friend of his, a paper artist, created it. It's not a drawing—it's intricate paper art.
He was torn apart by the impossible choice: continue his desperate search for his friend, or go back to work for his family.
September 1, 2025 at 11:50 AM
He was torn apart by the impossible choice: continue his desperate search for his friend, or go back to work for his family.
For 8 months, he searched. Each body was more disfigured than the last. He's a husband. A father. His youngest was only 2 or 3. His family was safe, but he needed to provide for them.
September 1, 2025 at 11:50 AM
For 8 months, he searched. Each body was more disfigured than the last. He's a husband. A father. His youngest was only 2 or 3. His family was safe, but he needed to provide for them.
He became a kind of undertaker, just to get information from the police. He needed to see every body found, hoping against hope he'd find his friend.
September 1, 2025 at 11:50 AM
He became a kind of undertaker, just to get information from the police. He needed to see every body found, hoping against hope he'd find his friend.
When I visited him last year, he shared his story from the 2011 earthquake. He lost his childhood friend. The body was missing. They held a funeral without him. But Mr. Aizawa couldn't accept it.
September 1, 2025 at 11:50 AM
When I visited him last year, he shared his story from the 2011 earthquake. He lost his childhood friend. The body was missing. They held a funeral without him. But Mr. Aizawa couldn't accept it.
Check out my friend's bar, by the way (@bar.bones) on insta—it's loud and fun! But that night, a conversation started that would lead him to invite me to Ishinomaki.
September 1, 2025 at 11:50 AM
Check out my friend's bar, by the way (@bar.bones) on insta—it's loud and fun! But that night, a conversation started that would lead him to invite me to Ishinomaki.
I met him completely by chance. I was in Shinsaibashi, Osaka with @christinedaae.bsky.social (lol, after she ordered enough Chinese food for an army). I went to my friend's bar, and Mr. Aizawa walked in.
September 1, 2025 at 11:50 AM
I met him completely by chance. I was in Shinsaibashi, Osaka with @christinedaae.bsky.social (lol, after she ordered enough Chinese food for an army). I went to my friend's bar, and Mr. Aizawa walked in.
But I need to tell you how I met him, and the story he shared with me. It’s about loyalty, loss, and a friendship that lasts a lifetime. 🧵
September 1, 2025 at 11:50 AM
But I need to tell you how I met him, and the story he shared with me. It’s about loyalty, loss, and a friendship that lasts a lifetime. 🧵
With recent changes to the business visa requirements. Mr Aizawa offered to have my business under his name at first. We will of course come up with a solid contract. I appreciate him so much. Will keep you updated.
September 1, 2025 at 11:50 AM
With recent changes to the business visa requirements. Mr Aizawa offered to have my business under his name at first. We will of course come up with a solid contract. I appreciate him so much. Will keep you updated.
She cut Mr. Aizawa's boat close to shore. And she placed his friend's boat near the sun. His friend was an oyster farmer.
This is more than a product. It's a story of love and loyalty, in every package.
This is more than a product. It's a story of love and loyalty, in every package.
September 1, 2025 at 11:50 AM
She cut Mr. Aizawa's boat close to shore. And she placed his friend's boat near the sun. His friend was an oyster farmer.
This is more than a product. It's a story of love and loyalty, in every package.
This is more than a product. It's a story of love and loyalty, in every package.
The day he finally made the agonizing decision to return to seaweed farming... his friend was found. In another prefecture.
He still honors his friend every single day. Look at the logo for his seaweed. A friend of his, a paper artist, created it. It's not a drawing—it's intricate paper art.
He still honors his friend every single day. Look at the logo for his seaweed. A friend of his, a paper artist, created it. It's not a drawing—it's intricate paper art.
September 1, 2025 at 11:50 AM
The day he finally made the agonizing decision to return to seaweed farming... his friend was found. In another prefecture.
He still honors his friend every single day. Look at the logo for his seaweed. A friend of his, a paper artist, created it. It's not a drawing—it's intricate paper art.
He still honors his friend every single day. Look at the logo for his seaweed. A friend of his, a paper artist, created it. It's not a drawing—it's intricate paper art.
He was torn apart by the impossible choice: continue his desperate search for his friend, or go back to work for his family.
September 1, 2025 at 11:50 AM
He was torn apart by the impossible choice: continue his desperate search for his friend, or go back to work for his family.
For 8 months, he searched. Each body was more disfigured than the last. He's a husband. A father. His youngest was only 2 or 3. His family was safe, but he needed to provide for them.
September 1, 2025 at 11:50 AM
For 8 months, he searched. Each body was more disfigured than the last. He's a husband. A father. His youngest was only 2 or 3. His family was safe, but he needed to provide for them.
He became a kind of undertaker, just to get information from the police. He needed to see every body found, hoping against hope he'd find his friend.
September 1, 2025 at 11:50 AM
He became a kind of undertaker, just to get information from the police. He needed to see every body found, hoping against hope he'd find his friend.
When I visited him last year, he shared his story from the 2011 earthquake. He lost his childhood friend. The body was missing. They held a funeral without him. But Mr. Aizawa couldn't accept it.
September 1, 2025 at 11:50 AM
When I visited him last year, he shared his story from the 2011 earthquake. He lost his childhood friend. The body was missing. They held a funeral without him. But Mr. Aizawa couldn't accept it.
Check out my friend's bar, by the way (@bar.bones) on insta—it's loud and fun! But that night, a conversation started that would lead him to invite me to Ishinomaki.
September 1, 2025 at 11:50 AM
Check out my friend's bar, by the way (@bar.bones) on insta—it's loud and fun! But that night, a conversation started that would lead him to invite me to Ishinomaki.
I met him completely by chance. I was in Shinsaibashi, Osaka with @christinedaae.bsky.social (lol, after she ordered enough Chinese food for an army). I went to my friend's bar, and Mr. Aizawa walked in.
September 1, 2025 at 11:50 AM
I met him completely by chance. I was in Shinsaibashi, Osaka with @christinedaae.bsky.social (lol, after she ordered enough Chinese food for an army). I went to my friend's bar, and Mr. Aizawa walked in.
But I need to tell you how I met him, and the story he shared with me. It’s about loyalty, loss, and a friendship that lasts a lifetime. 🧵
September 1, 2025 at 11:50 AM
But I need to tell you how I met him, and the story he shared with me. It’s about loyalty, loss, and a friendship that lasts a lifetime. 🧵