2 more weeks until pyeongchang winter olympic and i’ve been having pains in my mind; from the fact that i can’t see you compete anymore, the fact that i can’t hear your name being called to the ice rink, the fact that I cry everytime I rewatch your programs. Your leaving broke my heart, and I found it hard to move on. Perhaps the day you announced your retirement, my passion as a figure skating fan has gone too. But it was also you who spark my love for figure skating, who ignite my passion for this amazing wonderful sport. The moment I saw you in that georgous red dress, skating to Masquerade suite in olympic vancouver, my heart has been captured. From that moment i saw you, just like that… I’ve been your fan for a long time. The Mao who weep her heart out as she could not finish her program perfectly in vancouver and the Mao who skated a program of her life in sochi were very different. Different, but her love for figure skating has never changed. Mao Asada is a part of my youth, part of my life. Sometimes I missed that part so much, I missed the time spending watching her programs and love her whole-heartedly. That was the time that I cherished, that I wished all new figure skating fans have a chance to experience. Thank you Mao-chan, for choosing skating, for leaving a wonderful and unforgettable legacy in figure skating world.
