Everything Comes Back To You

When I was a little girl, my parents were typical Asians in that their greatest fear was their daughter entangling herself in love and romance and, as a result, bringing shame to the family. A dutiful daughter — no matter how young or old — was one who was innocent and oblivious of matters of … Continue reading

Where She Leaves Me

Where She Leaves Me

At home Nora spends most of her time in the playroom, which I decorated with blue and orange throw pillows and original artwork highlighting William Wadsworth Longfellow’s endearing poem “The Children’s Hour.” At almost nine months old, Nora expertly crawls across the room and fearlessly pulls herself up on the couch, the fireplace gate, and … Continue reading

Physical Comfort

Physical Comfort

It is late morning as my friends and I carefully trudge down the hill to embark on the smaller, family-friendly corn maze (the larger one is situated at the other end of the farm). Each of us is holding our baby to our chest using a carrier, and except for me, everyone in our group … Continue reading

Spoken Words

Spoken Words

A couple of months ago a friend emailed me for help. She had gone in for blood work and was now waiting for the result of it. Understandably, she was anxious and scared. A part of her email read, “I know you are not a praying person. So please do whatever you believe works to … Continue reading

Story Time

Bouncing, bouncing on my knees Bouncing, bouncing on my knees Bouncing, bouncing on my knees Just baby and me I’ll swing you high I’ll swing you low I’ll hold you tight And I won’t let go Bouncing, bouncing… At the library’s story time on Tuesdays, Nora has a friend.  He and his mom usually sit … Continue reading