Angela Tseng : MyBlogHer Profile

When my daughter was in preschool, every morning was a tearful goodbye due to her separation anxiety.  Nowadays, she is well-adjusted seven-year-old with confident and sassy demeanor.  But once in a while, when faced with a new situation, she will still become extremely anxious.  Anxious to the point of being completely helpless in controlling her fears.  These are moments where I question my abilities to guide her through her troubles.  Moments that if I screw up, she might grow up to be paralyzed when faced with change.  Thankfully, we’ve successfully navigated through these situations so far.  Read more >

In a time not so long ago, snail mail was the cheapest way to contact or stay in touch with someone. When I was growing up, my mother received postcards from around the world requesting reprints of her scientific articles. When I went to college, I wrote letters on actual paper and mailed them to my high school friends. Sure, these days communications are instant and with cell phones and the internet, but there are no charming mementos to hold on to afterward.  Read more >