This Holy Week, I can’t help but ponder the shortness of life. After losing some of our loved ones (and dogs) during pandemic, the concept of 'shortness of life’ began to feel very real to me. The truth of it is a hard pill to swallow, but it’s inescapable—someday, you and I will also go.... Continue Reading →
Three things I keep in mind while grieving
We lost our dog to an accident days ago. Since then, I feel like a heavy cloud hangs over my head. Every time the scene plays back in my mind, that cloud bursts with rain, and water streams from my eyes. It's not an easy life. It's also short. Somehow, after we lost Mama late... Continue Reading →
Three lessons from the potter’s field
I always approach the page afraid. I am afraid that once I begin typing the words, I'd see my walls crumble. Then my words would reveal me. This blank page always asks too much, strips me down any cover until vulnerable. But courage is a muscle, they say, and there's no other way to know... Continue Reading →
Why physical beauty should matter less
You might find this question uncomfortable but... Have you seen a dead body? I have. I've learned that once life escapes the human body, it turns stiff. It becomes unresponsive that it no longer looks real. The body turns into an object, a mere vessel, an empty place where a person once was. But it's... Continue Reading →