About ten years ago someone accused me of something that I absolutely had not done. It came like a lightning bolt out of the blue and obsessed me — how could this person believe that I had acted in a way that was completely unethical, and that went against everything that I believed? What had spurred this false accusation? And most importantly, how could I get my reputation back, even if it was just with this one person?
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My Social Media Ego
I have a love-hate relationship with social media. I love it because it allows me to connect with people I would otherwise have a difficult time being able to connect with. I hate it because it aggravates my struggle with being content with the life I already have.Read More
Our Christmas Playlist (Top 16 Songs)
As new parents, it’s hard to find a regular babysitter and go out for date nights (like we used to). So we’ve had to use our creativity to find fun things to do on Friday evenings after Allie goes to bed.
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Why I Scrapped My To-Do List
I am henceforth replacing my daily To-Do List with a Ta-Da List.*
In place of the endless litany of tasks to finish, I am choosing to note down all the things worth celebrating in my day. Being a mother of a young child means that most of my things to do are in a state of partially done by the time evening rolls around. Dishes? Half in the washer, half in the sink. Emails – read but not responded to. As I type this, our bedsheet is sitting on the dining table, waiting for me to finish patching it (I WILL have to finish that before I get to sleep on it tonight!). Actually crossing something off of my To-Do List is a major, major accomplishment and looking at the ever-growing and unfinished list is discouraging.Read More
These Eyes of Mine: A Fresh Perspective
[This is a preview of a guest post I wrote for SheLoves Magazine]
“Haha, you’re cross-eyed!” “Cross-eyed! Cross-eyed!” The kids in the schoolyard mercilessly taunted me. This, unfortunately, was one of my earliest memories at school.
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How The Hunger Games Changed my Remembrance Day
Spoiler Alert: In this post I write about The Hunger Games trilogy written by Suzanne Collins and refer to parts of the plot.]
After reading the last book of The Hunger Games trilogy I felt sick to my stomach. It was more than a sadness that I felt: it was a mixture of disgust and despise. This was the closest to hatred that I had felt in a long time. The feeling I felt was towards war.
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In Memory of Grandpa Chan
Our grandfather Yee-Noon Chan passed away last night. This is our tribute to him – first Olive’s, then mine.
Last night, for a brief moment, a baby’s laughter filled the room where a frail, 91 year-old man lay dying. The child was my daughter. The man was her great-grandfather – the father of my husband’s father. This was the second and final time she would ever meet him in her life.Read More