Where on earth?

This spring the blossoms came later than usual and waiting for them, I couldn't help but feel disappointed and cheated out of one of Korea's loveliest attractions.
In the midst of this disappointment and doubt, one morning I took my bike down a road on the mountain that I hadn't been on before. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught site of a dirt path bordered by giant trees with thick dark trunks and topped with millions of blossoms. I slowed my bike and turned around. The site was breath taking. In my heart I named this place, "The Avenue".
I waited impatiently all day so that I could take my family over and walk with them underneath the trees and feel the magic of being in such a beautiful place with them.
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One day, I sat on a giant rock underneath a blossoming tree whose pink petals fluttered down around me with each gentle gust of wind. Miriam sat on the rock with me and as I listened to her excited chatter about hopes and dreams of the future I felt as though I was in an enchanted storybook. We caught a few of the air-borne petals and counted it a foreshadowing of extraordinary luck.
Another day, I sat with Daniel on the side of a nearby stream and wondered at his facination with throwing rocks and sticks into the water and watching them float down, down, down and out of sight.
This spring has been a challenging one for me, my children have been sick week after week since January. It seems I haven't finished the bottle of antibiotics before I'm getting a new one for a different child. Margaret was in the hospital with pnuemonia and Daniel's asthma has been out of sorts for a while now. Sitting in this spot of spring I couldn't help but think of the irony of my situation: I was feeling doubt and disappointment about the season while this little piece of heaven was so close and so perfect. I just had to wait and find it.