Tag: Mothers

This is the book of my life and the role of five mothers in it, for better or worse. My chequered life is a story about why it’s important to build up trust and communication between you and the mother(s) in your lives. Born Me I was born in the Federated States of Malaya two days before...

I can barely remember a time my mother wasn’t commenting on her body so it shouldn’t have been a surprise when the dialog about mine began. Still, it was. I remember the sting like it was yesterday. I was thirteen, we were walking somewhere. She informed me now was a good time to star...

HPP has raised $5.5 million and needs to hit $20 million as their part of the fundraising. Nonprofit Mercy Housing, which will build and manage the residential floors, raising the rest. Eskridge, an SF native, had been the interim executive director since November 2022 but just had the “int...

I told my mother to stay at home and I got her groceries and prescriptions. I brought her to my house for Thanksgiving that year. I was happy to fix dinner for her, and we had a good time together. Little did I know that was the beginning of a two-year nightmare. Two days later, her neighbor call...

Isuspect this article will irritate two groups of people: atheists, and Fundamentalist Christians. I’m not judging your religious beliefs, or lack thereof, rather I am often asked why I am not an atheist? I am asked this question nearly equally by the two above-named groups. Many of my friends...

I saw an interview with NFL Player R.K. Russell on the Tamron Hall Show last summer discussing his new book, The Yards Between Us. R.K. spoke about his journey of coming to terms with his bisexuality in the NFL and emphasized his mother’s supportive role, who he described as his best frie...

For most of my life, I have carried my mother’s unhappiness, sloshing in an aged brown vat atop a rolled towel on my head, the way old ladies do in the countryside in Korea. It was always threatening to topple or overflow, contaminating me, no matter how carefully I maneuvered to find the righ...

Time/Location: Middle school years, Milwaukee, Wisconsin. Walking through the house, I called out for my mom several times but got nothing. I knew she was there as I saw her jacket in the bedroom, which we shared every time she stayed at my grandmother’s house with us. We didn’t see h...

Hackers must love Facebook. It is a gold mine of information. People give their information away readily and freely on this social media platform. If they are not super security conscious or are a newbie in technology, the information may be shared with everyone on the platform, not just Facebook...

From one rented shop to another, the business grew. We were now tapping to a bigger set of audience and by 2006 we had a pretty much stable setup with 8 tailors, 2 embroiders and 2 helpers working with us. We had people coming from different cities to get their clothes stitched. And mind you, this w...