As usual, my husband and I pick up our mom after attending a church service for brunch, but today, she invited us to go to the veteran club near her house. She told my husband to park the car in front of her house because there would not be parking at the club. Besides, the club was just right across the house. While walking toward there, one hand I was holding my husband and the other hand holding our mom, I felt, for the first time, an overwhelming sense of love I have neve

Hai bà mẹ: một người sanh ra tôi và một người sanh ra phu quân của tôi. Cả hai tôi đều thương yêu vô vàn. Vừa rồi tôi mới nghe qua trên đài phát thanh là tháng 11 hàng năm là National Gratitude Month (tạm dịch là tháng của cả nước Mỹ tỏ lòng biết ơn). Bốn tháng nay, ngày nào tôi cũng viết trên Facebook và nhiều lúc trên trang mạng riêng của mình những lời tạ ơn dù lớn hay nhỏ. Cho dù ngày đó không như ý muốn, tôi cũng luôn tìm cách nhìn phía tích cực của nó để viết lên lời t

I’m thankful for my two moms, one is in Vietnam and the other is in America. I love them both. I’ve just finished writing a short Vietnamese story about them, about 2000 words or more. Not living with my biological mom since I was a teenager, I miss the motherly love. My mother-in-law somehow fills in that hole. I pray for both of them good health and longevity. I’m grateful for having them both in my life. 🙏❤️ Day 119 October 28, 2018 #mothers #love #family

Sometimes I go to emotional roller coaster rides at work. Someday I feel good for being able to provide my customers with my social services while other days I have no jurisdiction to do such deed. For instance, last week one of my customers called from an institution and asked why her service got terminated. She’s a young adult, sick, homeless and incarcerated. My heart hurts for seeing such a poor soul going through a desperate situation. All I could tell her to do is to co

I recently found Faith, locked it in my heart and threw away the key in the ocean! There were times I didn't know what Faith was. Instead, my heart was full of doubts. The negative voices kept repeating the same tune, "Who are you kidding here? You are nobody!” Writing has given me hope and a reason to live since Thanksgiving 1999. I love it more than anything in this world, but once I started the transition from my native tongue, Vietnamese to English in 2005, I lost faith.