Overflowing Memories

Overflowing Memories

My kids counted down the days for months. It had been two years since they had seen their cousins, which felt like eternity. It’s more than just a trip for them, it is a connection with their family, their home country, their roots. When we finally arrived they were...
Passing on the Good

Passing on the Good

With two months of our trip behind us it feels like we will soon be on the other side of the world, and Canada, the storehouse of my childhood memories, will once again be far away; nearly forgotten. One of the hardest things about living abroad is that I can’t...

On Acceptance

I never imagined I would be asked to leave the country only days after arriving, even if it was just for a short time. We were driving from Abbotsford, British Columbia to White Rock when we missed a turn. Brian decided to head toward Zero Avenue, not knowing it had...
Nature In, Crowds Out

Nature In, Crowds Out

If you can open your front door and step directly outside, you are more blessed than the millions of people that surround us in China. We step out into a tiny hallway that is shared with our neighbours, then into a crowded elevator, down to a maze of roads and narrow...

Green Grass and Gunshots

“Were those gunshots?” I said as I jolted awake. 3:27 a.m. “No,” Brian answered, sounding alert with jet lag. He drifted back to sleep but I couldn’t shake the sound. One bang, a pause and then five more consecutive bangs. The shots echoed in my head. I told myself to...