For one night, that is. My mom and I are babysitting my nephews, and they are sleeping over. Right now, she is telling them a story, and then they are going to bed. She went to pick them up around two and brought them home around four. We played downstairs for a bit, then they… Continue Reading
Category Archives: Personal Life
My Destination Unknown
As longtime readers of this blog know, I am a bit of a control freak. OK, OK, I am a HUGE control freak. In the past, I have made my world small enough so I felt it was manageable (look, honey, I shrunk my life!). The illusion of control was just that, an illusion, but… Continue Reading
Getting Off the Merry-Go-Round
Things have been interesting in the Hong household lately. It started with that one little no to my mother–actually, it started with her letter to me before she came back, and it really started with my letter to her in return. Then, it continued with me insisting that we define our working relationship. If she… Continue Reading
Not Your Average Father’s Day Greeting Card
Ed. Note: This is a Father’s Day post only in name only. There will be no praising my father or talking about how great he is or how I wish I could hug him right now. In other words, this is not a Father’s Day post at all. I did not send my father a… Continue Reading
Just Say No
No. Can you say the word no out loud? Easy, isn’t it? No. Two letters. It’s a very useful word. I can use it in just about every capacity except one–I have a really hard time saying no to my family. Well, really, I have a hard time saying no to anyone, but especially… Continue Reading
I Can’t Fucking Say That!
I had my therapist session today. We discussed many things, but the part that really stuck out for me was this. I was talking about how I was worrying over Father’s Day. I don’t want to send my father a card, but I usually do. In addition, with my mom being here, she’ll probably want… Continue Reading
She’s Coming Undone
I am slowly coming to the realization that much of what I believe about myself and my family is, well, for a lack of a better word, shit. Let me explain (what, you thought you could stop me?). My family mythos consisted of a perfect-looking family with highly-educated immigrant parents who work their asses off… Continue Reading
Through a Looking Glass, Darkly
In the few days that my mom was home (she’s at a conference right now in CO. She’ll be back Monday), I learned some not-so-pleasant things–about myself. As most of you know, I really really really like my space. Lots of it. All around me. Most of the time. Silence, except for whatever noise I… Continue Reading
Helpful Housecleaning Hints
If you are one of those people who like to clean, then this is not the entry for you. You can just grab your Swiffer and go dust something. This entry is for those of us who LOATHE cleaning with every fiber of our being. Personally, I would rather have my eyeballs eaten by maggots… Continue Reading
Shame On You
As you may have noticed, I haven’t been blogging lately. There are many reasons for that, but the main one is because I have been retreating into myself the closer my mom’s visit approaches (Monday. Six in the morning. Brother is picking her up). It’s not that I think she will read my… Continue Reading