Writing so much about my parents on this blog has led to a very nice surprise. While they annoyed terrorized me for so many of my younger years, I can now think of them with great fondess. Dare I say it? Yeah. I can: All is forgiven. Putting up posts about them has been healing because they were opportunities to …
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My mother, myself
So today, I need you to help me write this blog post. I’ll do my part by supplying an iconic image from my childhood. One look and I’ll bet you’ll instantly understand a lot about my personal issues. My hope is that you can explain what happened to me. I can still remember the day this memorable image became tattooed …
Building my brand as the The Good Asian
It’s done! Welcome to my redesigned blog. Thanks to your help, I’ve got a new logo and theme blurb that might work. I’m also on a mission to self-publish a book under my new imprint, TheGoodAsian. If you check out the navigation menu at the top of this page, next to the “blog” tab is a new tab for “TheGoodAsian.com.” …
Missing mom
Today is the second anniversary of Mom’s death. Even though she was an impossible diva for most of her 92 years, she came around in the end. During her very last days, she was even remarkably loving. And because she changed, I truly miss her. I will always be glad that Mom died while holding hands with my daughter and …
Laughing at Asian parents — of course, this isn’t me!
We have to watch this together,” my daughter commanded. Her laptop was open to a YouTube video, “Shit Asian Dads Say.” For the next 2.54 minutes, we laughed like maniacs. This precious bit of parody revealed so much about…me. Ooops, I was busted! When this searing spoof was first posted on Jan. 15, the Asian American blogosphere went berserk. To …
Writing about my mom makes me cry
We’re up to Day 3 of National Novel Writing Month. I’m on it! Now that I’m actually writing 2,000 words of blah-blah a day, I understand why I resisted this project for so long… It’s hard to spend quality time thinking about my mother. Reliving old memories makes me really miss her. Of course, I do NOT want her back …