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
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
After my dad died, we figured out that he had an affair. It changed everything for us then and until now. Details in this post.
Tags: asian, chinatown, dad, Divorce, dying, immgrants, marriage, mom, parenting, therapy
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
I’m looking for something, mucking around in my feelings and the things I need to do — and be. Thank goodness for the people and cats who make up my community and keep me sane.
Tags: abortion, art, dating, food, mom, single, teaching, vegan, vegetarian