After my mom died, I started feeling differently about her. It’s like she’s in my head instead of physically in the world. And, of all things, she’s become a muse who inspires me in my blogging. Weird.
Tags: aging, art, blogging, dying, mom, writing skills
I’ve always felt insecure about being a graduate of NYC’s legendary Stuyvesant High School. Never went to reunions because I was such a pimple-y slacker. Well, I finally put the bad self-image to rest by visiting Stuy and exorcising some ghosts.
Tags: asian, immigrants, nyc, teaching
Sorry, I’ve been MIA, re-thinking my blog. And I’ve decided on a makeover for both me and my website. New attitude, new look, new software. This will take some work but I’m going to move my blog from iWeb to WordPress.
Tags: branding, entrepreneur
Now that my mom is dead, I’m an orphan. It feels weird, sad, exhilarating — free. Suddenly, I’m starting live over, redefining my sense of womanhood, ethnicity and culture.
Tags: aging, dad, dying, immigrants, Life Skills, mom, single
This post is all about how my mom died. It was profoundly moving, sad, peaceful, loving. Death has it’s own magic. What a healing experience.
Tags: aging, asian, chinatown, dad, dying, family, immigrants, mom, parenting, Restaurants
My mom has been moved to hospice and the experience is emotionally wrenching. But we’re getting through it with the help of music therapy and my MacBook laptop.
Tags: aging, dad, dying, immigrants, mom