Just got ready to leave the Memorial Shoe Display at the base of the Washington Monument, a lady walked up to me. “I took a picture of you and want to share with you.”...

Packing up for the DC trip. I picked a photo for David’s coming visit of Capitol Hill and White House. The photo of my two boys when David was 3. I was unwrapping all...

The most joyous time of the year, is also an isolating season of mourning, the poignant reminder of the absence of a beloved child and the unfulfilled promises. Pains and beauties collide in holiday...

Last two days of conference was a dream come true. Words can’t describe how grateful I am for the planning committee who brought such a significant and impactful meeting, a milestone for tRCC research....

Thanksgiving is soon here. I was driving the other day and the radio station started to play Christmas music. My heart was full of joy and warmth. I love Christmas Carol. But suddenly, the...

Season of graduation and prom. I dread, especially this year when Joey’s friends graduate high school. Each prom picture at news feed is the harsh reminder of the profound loss of future hopes and...

When Joey was a baby, everybody said he had beautiful eyes, bright, transparent and glittering. When he grew up, I saw curiosity, passion and possibilities in his eyes, gazing, watching, and wondering. When he...

For 7 years, I put Joey’s shoes at the door, no matter where we lived, east coast or west. These shoes of gator colors, his favorite. I pretended one day he would come back...

Mother’s Day is always tough for me, and Father’s Day is even tougher. Each year is a little different, but when there’s profound loss, it’s painful. Because not only I suffer, but I see...

Yesterday was a busy day. 5 years without him, or 60 months, over 260 weeks, 1826 days. My parents came to visit from China and they probably didn’t realize the date. It’s my culture,...