When you stop to think about it, it is an amazing stroke of fate that any of us is here. We are each so unique. The chance of someone just like any of us existing has got to be close to zero, less likely than the chance of winning the Mega Millions (which, by the way, is now up to $253 million here in California)....more
It was 2:00 on a busy Saturday afternoon, and we had spent the day knee and elbow deep in the mud as we worked to install a new water line to the animal shed. We hadn't even had lunch yet, so I was in the kitchen trying to quickly shred some turkey for sandwiches. As I worked, my daughter pulled up a stool to watch.
I felt myself getting annoyed as she inched closer and closer. I was hot, tired, trying to hurry, and I had almost tripped over her several times as I moved about. But, suddenly, oblivious to my frustration, she asked, "Mom, can I help?"
It turns out that my mother-in-law loved my post. She copy-pasted all of the headings into an email and sent the reply before we met! (We had this conversation a few weeks ago, as planned, but I just finished one of the busiest times of year at my work!)So here is what we concluded......more
As a young child, I remember visiting a great aunt in the nursing home. The place was poorly lit, with a smell I could not quite figure out - likely a mix of medicine ointments, cleaner, and 'other'. My great aunt was almost always reclined in her bed, seemingly already not truly living. My parents did all the talking; I had no idea what to do or say. In my book, the nursing home was a scary place, and I was glad when it was finally time to go home....more
By Dr. Nancy Heath, Program Director, Human Development and Family Studies at American Public UniversityMay is National Foster Care month. During this time, we are invited to celebrate the compassionate people who take on the joys and burdens of being foster parents, and the children whose lives are forever changed through the fostering experience....more
We used to visit them in the Blue Mountains outside of Walla Walla, Washington. Summer vacations where my mom would ship my sister and I off with grandpa to visit relatives in Idaho and Washington for weeks at a time. Concentrated time in a smokey minivan with my annoying little sister and only a notebook and walkman for company. It's a miracle we survived....more
I’ve never spent a Mother’s Day with either of my grandmothers. Not because I don’t love and cherish them, but because they live in Taiwan, and I have lived my entire life in the United States. Like many children of immigrants, our world is connected — by airmail, phone calls, plane trips, and now the Internet — but still half a world away.
Me, with my maternal grandmother, Image Credit: Grace Hwang Lynch...more