Homelessness? Or a kind of freedom?
We have been in Vietnam for a week now, the first few days in the new family home in the Delta. The new home, housing the family altar with my in-laws’ ashes, is a modern grey and white villa near the lower branch of Mekong River. It’s comfortable and airy with a small fountain and newly … Continue reading
MORE MISSIVES FROM KATIE AND ZOONG: FATHERS ARE LIKE BIRDS’ FEATHERS
Living in cramped quarters in the city, most children in Singapore don’t have many opportunities to interact with wild life. This was so even when I was a young child. Back then, chancing upon a bird’s feather would be a big thing. Believing in magic, we’d hide these found treasures between the pages of our … Continue reading
More missives from Katie’s and Zoong’s haphazard upbringing
Here’s one from Zoong writing from a green fog – Some family facts we’d rather you didn’t know 😉 It’s great that Youngest discovered this stash of irreverent dribble. It brings me back to those other days, when Heart Guy, Oldest, Middle Son and I were much much younger. And oh so irreverent! Have you … Continue reading
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