Loneliness is an unseen wound many of us carry, buried in us, festering and hard to heal.
Loneliness and I know each other well.
Punching loneliness in the face
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How New Yorkers react to our five pound baby
New York can be a hard place. People are rushing around you, treating you as if you weren’t human, only something in their way. The bustle can be overwhelming. You can get lost in the shuffle and feel like a number. But living here with a family has been very different, especially with a newborn.
Continue reading “How New Yorkers react to our five pound baby”The Saturday afternoon we lost our son
It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon, and we were in Washington Square Park, the iconic park in downtown Manhattan. The large marshmallow clouds marched in rows over the skyline; there was a slight breeze that brought comfort from the warmth of the sun shining down on the sea of humanity. The fountain was spraying water in the air, while kids danced and frolicked in the water. The landmark arc was white and seemed to glow as it towered over everything and everyone. People were everywhere: around the fountain, on benches, milling around, walking through, watching entertainers, on the grass in bathing suits. Dancers were dancing, musicians were playing, and the audiences were paying. Every creed, color, nationality seemed present. It was a collage of park, people, art, music, city, and nature. It was truly humanity at its best on a beautiful Saturday afternoon.
In NYC, spring is in the air
The smells of New York City are usually the butt of a joke (which is often associated with the smell of a butt).
But in the spring, there is something sweet in the air.
It’s surprising.
Continue reading “In NYC, spring is in the air”What the crosswalk lady said unsettled me
On our way home from school, a stream of neighborhood children cross at an intersection where a woman with a rich Latin-American accent greets every child by name as she helps them across the street every day. Dulce’s our crosswalk lady.
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Growing up Asian in a Non-Asian town
Most people think I’m white. But I don’t look white.
When shopping for cucumbers in NYC got strange
Going to the grocery store for organic cucumbers should be boring.
But this time was different.
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Surviving one of the most difficult times in my life: my bout with depression
When I was younger, I didn’t think I could ever fall into depression. Not that I wasn’t susceptible to it but that it just would happen to me. But, I was naive.
I was working at a church in Queens, New York, learning how to start churches. I was young and full of hope.
My life was a beautiful dream. I was living in the city I loved, working in the career I felt called to and I was making new friends. My future looked bright.
Then, I got fired.
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On the streets of NYC: my son, a homeless-man and me
I was rushing to church with my son last Sunday, and we walked past a homeless man.
“Can you spare any change or a cup of coffee,” he says in a wispy voice as I glance at him and step one foot in front of the other. My son looks at his face.
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