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Photo by Ally Mahbobi

Photo by Ally Mahbobi

By Wendy Choy-Chan

My elder daughter will turn seventeen in a few months. “Seventeen” sounds so much more mature, ready to conquer the world than “sixteen.” No longer my little baby. For one, she is taller than me now. She takes (borrows) clothes from my wardrobe — well, those she deems fashionable. She is also driving now (thank God we don’t have an extra car for her!), so she is ready to venture out all by herself, literally. (more…)

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Photo by rima xaros

By Joy Wong

I’ve never considered myself much of a worrier.  I always thought that between my husband and me, he’s the worrier for sure. But lately, I’ve been experiencing a lot more anxiety, and after some reflection, I’m starting to realize why. (more…)

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Photo by Neal Fowler

By Jerrica Ching

As an intern therapist I have had the privilege for sitting with clients for the past 9 months, hearing stories of pain, perseverance, hardship, and resilience.  As my time as an intern draws to a close as I prepare for graduation, I have sometimes found myself fixated on immediately proposing a solution to a problem.  This is in stark contrast to my firm belief that it is not a therapist’s job to fix anyone who sits in that room with us.  I feel that a therapist’s duty is to walk with a client through a journey of self-discovery, but I as a therapist am not meant to magically cure a person of all trials and tribulations.  I also found myself very frustrated when a client told me that what I had recommended did not work, or that the client did not want to do anything that I suggested. (more…)

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Photo by Mike Behnken

(In her previous post, Tina shared her inner ache to serve in Christian ministry again, even as a mom with a baby girl only just turned one.  A continuation of her reflections…)

By Tina Teng-Henson

I do not shape my life or direct my steps. I do not even know if I will have a tomorrow, honestly. (more…)

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Photo by Malkav

By Wendy Choy-Chan

A small incident happened a few days ago, so small that in the grand scheme of things, it was like finding one weed out of a whole football field of green grass. But you know how it goes sometimes — you start to wonder if there are more weeds sprouting around, if you have not been taking good care of things, or even, if you are losing control over life. And the dominos start to fall down one by one. (more…)

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Photo by kevin dooley

By Joy Wong

I find that I don’t have much to talk about these days.  When people ask me how I’m doing, I report a typical “fine” without elaborating much, and when I rack my brain on how I can elaborate (mainly to alleviate awkwardness in conversation), I come up with very little. (more…)

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By Wendy Choy-Chan

Today was meant to be a relaxing, no agenda day. Get up, shower, tea, and then do whatever. But right after getting out of the shower, an informant reported that somebody had spilled chocolate powder all over in the pantry. I guess tea would have to be postponed… Well, at least I did take my shower in peace. (more…)

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