Life in 109 Boxes
I mentioned in a previous post that I have the best conversations with my son at bedtime.
Personal Essays
Finding Christ in Communist China
My husband tells me stories of his family history that are filled with such adventure that the pictures and emotions they conjure up in me linger for hours.
Five Reasons I Love Traveling with my Young Children
About two years ago, my family had so many commitments that during the five or six weeks of summer, ten flights shuttled us back and forth between four different states.
On Toasters and China Tax
Every time we travel from the United States to Asia, my family faces a dilemma—what is worthy of the weight and space in our suitcases.
“Mommy, I want to go back to Korea.”
I never moved as a child. My parents still live in the same house that they lived in when I was born. I graduated with many kids who I remember in my kindergarten and first grade classes.
Grudgingly Following God’s Direction
After over four months of living in Beijing, I step back into my house on a cold, wet winter day, and as I hang up my coat, the heater blows on my numb fingers.
Are We There Yet?
When I graduated from high school, my mom gave me Dr. Seuss’s beloved book Oh, The Places You’ll Go!, and, boy, did I believe it!