She has a way with embellishment, I've been told.

These stories all start out the same way. Bored anime fanatic learns HTML. In some cases, the fanatic is a self-taught young girl, but in this story she learns from a friend. In this case, her teacher was a friend. Girl feels that she's great at HTML when in reality it comes down to crap. She hails from the infamous free webservice (Geocities). However, an influential stranger (now very much absent) sees potential under the crap and offers said girl hosting under a subdomain. Girl is then overjoyed beyond realms of reality and belief and leaps at the offer. After a couple of years of being hosted, girl longs for something more: a domain. After some time, she met someone with more than enough generosity to grant hosting and a domain name of her choice. This is where our story ends, but the journey is still ongoing. At least, I think that's how it goes.

This section was far more verbose and self-deprecating in the past, but it's been curtailed after realizing that this section is only written for those I owe credit. It's more personal, but I'll keep it short.

• Ken² → As turbulent as our relationship was, I thank you for having patience with me that year. I apologize for wherever our relationship went to after that, but I know I wouldn't be here without what you did for me. Although we don't keep in touch, this is just here to let you know that you've impacted my life in various ways that parts of me have dispersed into multitudes of directions. I've grown, and I know you have too.
• Asuki → When I opened up that email in my inbox that asked if I wanted to be hosted by you, the thrill that rushed up to my cheeks and eyes is something that can only compare to the morning of Christmas day. You never forced anything on me, but you set up a great example for others to follow. Because of you, I learned FTP, the importance of validation, how to employ other color schemes, and to just do what I feel like. I know you have other things going well for you in life, and I wish you well.
• Suzumi → My younger sister, only you have been with me for so long to know that I'm quick to surrender to procrastination and self-effacement. You were one of the very few to have stuck with me from the very beginning, and you know how much I've changed. Not only that, you took up webdesigning with me, and what I like about our relationship is that we never turn our interests into a competition. I know just as well as you that we both have different styles and preferences. There is no way that anyone could measure us against each other. You have served as an excellent emotional crutch and will always be the first go-to gal for any advice I need with my designs. Thank you for constantly slapping sense into me every time I talk about giving up on webdesign. What would I ever do without you?
• Janice → When I praise and thank you for your kindness, generosity, and uplifting words... I really mean them, Janice. You mean so much to me as a mentor figure, although you always downplay yourself. You deserve much more credit than you allow yourself to take. As a host, my mother figure, and a radiant light in my life, I feel so blessed to have met you. It gives me great honor to know that I am hosted by you. (If not you, then I think Arashi would've lunged at the chance to help, but I know both of you mean well. Best parents ever!)

Jeido.org was registered on March 9, 2007. It is the Japanese pronunciation of the word "jade." It feels silly using Engrish for a name, I know, but the pronunciation smoothly runs off the lips, doesn't it? I'd always contemplated the many possibilities for a domain name, but I wanted it to be special, something I never wanted to change, a name close to the heart yet not too emotional or specific. I prefer subtlety and ambiguity. To be honest, I had no idea it would be so difficult coming up with an original name that I liked when I was actually given the opportunity to have a domain. There's a story behind the name. Not all too significant, I'm afraid, but it's something I like to talk about.

I'm not sure if every girl has their own fascination with stones and jewelry. I know I'm not too much of a fanatic when it comes to necklaces or rings, but what I'm sure of is my love for jade stones. As a child, I was beguiled with my mother's jade necklaces, rings, and bracelets. She soon allowed me the privilege of owning one of her pendants. Years have passed, and I don't live with my mother anymore, but I still have the pendant dangling on the necklace around my neck. Despite harboring some ill feelings toward my mother, I do have an innate attachment with her, something I can never remove from my thoughts permanently. It's just something I'm born with, and I've grown to accept it. In addition to the pendant, I also adorn jade earrings, a gift from my grandmother, and a separate pendant which my father bought for me when my siblings and I moved in with him. Although I save that certain pendant for special occasions, each piece of jewelry serves as a reminder of the people who precede me.

Maybe I put too much meaning to things. I dubbed this domain The Remembrance Network though because I want to remember as much as I can in order to help myself remind me of who I am and what makes me... me.