My grandson is only 2 ½ years old and he was the ring bearer for Brian and Sooyun’s wedding. However, during the ceremony, he refused to walk down the aisle by himself, so his father, also the best man, had to carry him down the aisle. The entire ceremony he was not happy, but when the reception dinner started he was eating his favorite food with two eyes closed.
The night continued and the dancing has begun. After the Bride danced with her father and I danced with my son Brian, I went to talk to all the guest and relatives, finally saying goodbye to them. I was exhausted by the end of the night. I wore a traditional Chinese dress that was completely embroidered with gold and silver treats, which was very heavy. After saying farewell to all the relatives and guest, I was glad to change back to causal wear.
My relatives and friends told me how amazing Joshua danced, they said that he dance like Michael Jackson. My daughter in law Colleen, Joshua’s mother, told me a while ago that you should see Joshua dance at our friend’s wedding, he was dancing like crazy. He was only a little over 2 year old back then. I thought Joshua was just having fun like any other children would when they hear music. But when I saw the pictures which his grandfather took while he was dancing, I could not believe he really taking over the whole dancing floor, showing off his best ability and skills for the show. Our family is very musical, but I never had anyone in my family completely expressed themselves as freely as him in music. He was taking the full swing of the dancing floor and giving his best for the show.
A big congratulation to my son Brian, who got married in July to a beautiful young lady named Sooyun Hong. The wedding took place at The Castle on the Hudson in New York. The venue and the wedding were beautiful. The rehearsal took place back in Brian’s apartment the night before the wedding. We all went out to a nice Italian Restaurant around the neighborhood for dinner after the rehearsals.
At the rehearsals, Brian and Sooyun served us drinks and snacks. One of the drinks had a strawberry it in and a little bit of alcohol it in it. My husband, Henry, was holding our grandson, Joshua, so I wanted to give Joshua the strawberry. As I tried to pick up the strawberry from my drink, Henry started lecturing me about the alcohol in it, but I just wanted to give him the strawberry, the little alcohol in the drink will not matter that much. Joshua could not understand Chinese, but he could probably understand what was going on from Henry’s tone and expressions. When Henry finished talking, Joshua was trying to make a statement to Henry saying “it’s just a strawberry”, thinking what was the big deal about this strawberry? So I gave him the strawberry, his face was filled with agony and his shoulders were shivering after he tasted it. I wished I had my camera ready to capture his expression. Just a moment ago, he contested his grandpa, but now he knew that the strawberry tasted different. He was very cute.
I’ve been meaning to post about our time at Gilda’s Club for awhile now but just didn’t get around to finishing it since it’s been so busy. But here’s a little bit about a great day that we had supporting this terrific organization!
On November 12, 2011, we were privileged to present our products on the Health and Wellness day atthe Gilda’s Club in NYC. Since opening, GCNYC has offered a place where men, women and children living with cancer – and their families and friends – can join together to build social and emotional support as a supplement to medical care. The Health and Wellness Day was created to bring in counselors and industry experts to provide information and consultations for its members to improve their health and lifestyles.
We arrived early to set up for the day. To my surprise, I saw that most of the volunteers were young women and that there were few men volunteers. It is wonderful to see young people taking their Saturday off to care for those living with cancer. I did not have time to get to know them but they were all very pleasant. There were two persons I had the pleasure to get to know a little more. One was the coordinator of the event, Lydia. She is also a young lady that clearly gave her whole heart to the community members tirelessly running around to make sure everyone was fine without even having a chance to sit down. I think she deserves a huge thumps up. Another one was a volunteer for the event named Kelvin who was one of the photographers. He’s also a lawyer like my son. He was taking his valuable time to serve people in need. I think his time was well spent. He made a lot of ladies smile in He was very pleasant and helpful, also taking pictures with great passion. I think all of the volunteers deserved to be praised.
I understand that cancer adds tremendous pressure to the patients as well as to the families. Dealing and coping with the uncertainty of what the future will hold can be quite distressful. This stress can contribute to a lot of dryness to the skin along with other factors to create some unwelcome appearances on the face. Dealing with the disease is stress enough but calming the skin is another issue.
Our products are not medicated but are very mild and will not irritate the skin. After continued use over time, it can improve the skin. Usually, I demonstrate our products on people’s hands since most people are hesitant with new products on their face. But at this event, a lot of people wanted us to apply the products to their face and started to line up for me for facial applications! I was a little concerned, because most of them had Rosacea and other skin problems they were sometimes fairly severe. But I also know our products are very mild and was confident that they would not irritate their skin. I carefully cleaned and toned their skin and applied our creams on their faces. The wonderful thing we immediately noticed was that the redness on their skin calmed down a lot. They were very happy with the results.
The Fair by Gilda’s Club was very rewarding. We put a tremendous amount of effort into this program, but it was worth it just to see people happy. We cannot do much to cure their disease, but we were able to contribute a little smile on their face. That was enough for us.
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I was born in China at the end of World War 2. Soon after I was born, the Civil War started between two political parties – the Communist and the Nationalist party. Our family escaped to Hong Kong in 1949 right before the Communist took over China.
We were the only family to have escaped to Hong Kong from both sides of my parent’s families. I was only about 4 to 5 years old at the time and do not remember the journey to Hong Kong. My early childhood memories about our family were from my mother.
Hong Kong was occupied by the British. People who were afraid of the Communist fled to Hong Kong, but not everybody wanted to go or could go. In that time, Hong Kong was an undeveloped place and Shanghai was well developed and prospering as many other provinces in China. A lot of people did not believe the Communist Party would take over China and some of them were hoping a different Government would bring people better lives. However, for most of the rich people, as long as they did not get involved with the politics, lived their lives without much change. Also people who had money did not want to leave China and leave their wealth behind. That was some of the situations during that period of time, according to my mother.
My mother’s side of the family fell into the category of people that did not want to leave. My uncles were bankers and importers and married to prominent families. My Aunts were married to medical doctors. They stayed behind and did not want to leave. Later on they were tortured and sent far away to revolution labor camps. They suffered a lot and their children did not have a fair chance for education. My brother, sister and I had a chance to visit them in 1989 right before the Tiananmen square incident. One of our uncles, who was an importer, was still alive then. He used English to carry a conversation with us. Amazingly, after all these years, he did not forget the language. We got a chance to meet our uncle and some of our cousins and their children whom we never met. It was a happy time for all of us.
As I’ve discussed previously, the reason we got the opportunity to escape to Hong Kong was because my father was a high ranking officer in the Republic of China. We previously had the choice to retreat with the Government. My parents could choose to go to Taiwan or stay in Hong Kong. They chose to stay in Hong Kong.
Hong Kong’s official language is Cantonese. Although the dialect is a form of Chinese, for someone from other provinces the language is totally foreign to them. Fortunately written Chinese is the same so at least they can communicate in writing in the beginning. Like a first generation immigrant struggling to perfect English, they eventually learned Cantonese, but it was never perfect. Just like me.
When we got to Hong Kong, my parents did not have money, did not speak the local dialect (Cantonese), did not have a place to stay and did not have a job. I was too young to know all of this but as I grew older, I knew we were poor. But the poorness did not bother me at all because my mother came from a well set family. She taught us the value of life and that money is not the whole matter of our lives. Your character is much more important. We did not have many material things while we were growing up but now, my 8 brothers and sisters and I are doing well with our lives.
“Are you doing what you were created to do? What can you DREAM of doing that would get you out of bed in the morning and keep you awake at night?” Dr. Myra Perine
Every summer, our church invites famous speakers within the U.S. and sometimes from around the world. This is good to give the congregation a chance to hear other pastor’s insight and to give our pastor a break. It is very hard to preach Sunday after Sunday all year long.
One such speaker was Dr. Myra Perrine – a famous Author, Life Coach and Church Resource Minister.
She told us that dreams help you discover your inner compass and can also provide a picture of your future that you want. Dreams are treasures. They can show your life as it is or as it could be. Of course, she also reminded us that dreams can come with a price. It will cost you to take risks you need to take. Often, sacrifice and pain cannot be avoided to fulfill your dreams.
I think whether you are a Christian or not, the successful processing of dreams are the same. The only difference is a Christian will often look to and rely on God to restore them in the midst of difficulties.
Dreams with God have many benefits. Along the way, He will be our helper and sometimes He takes our burdens away. Many people succeed without God’s help. But many of them are very lonely after they reach the top of the mountain. Some of them even destroy their lives as well as their families.
Dream with an unselfish motivation and succeed with a blessing to the world as well as in Heaven. That will be the greatest fulfillment.
This past summer, my husband was invited to volunteer with the Florida International Volunteer Corps (FAVACA) to help the Amerindian population in Guyana to develop cosmetic products using an abundant local ingredient called Crabwood Oil. My husband was able to use his extensive experience to help out this community to develop a product for them to sell and support their families. This was not an easy trip for my husband going to this remote area and I’m very proud of him for going. Over my next couple postings, I’ll let my husband describe his experiences in his words:
On August 17, 2011, the plane I was on touched down in Guyana in the early morning. It was the first stop for me in Guyana in the capacity as a FAVACA volunteer in partnership with Farmer to Farmer to work with Amerindians that reside in the Three Brother Community. This inland mission was also by the invitation and arrangement of the Ministry of Amerindian Affairs of Guyana.
I flew out on the 19th from Ogle International Airport, which is a small airport mainly used by single engine airplanes for short flying distances serving the rural areas. The flight was unexpectedly very smooth. We left the airstrip and went down to a small village by the river named Kumaka. This is an important marketplace for the nearby communities doing their merchandise exchange and shopping in these river communities. The journey to my host, Greg’s home took one and a half hours by a boat fitted with a powerful outboard motor. I was told that it would take about four hours if only using a small motor; and twelve plus hours if paddling a canoe. Boating is the only way of transportation for everyone living in this community because there is no road connecting the houses and communities in this area. All residents have their houses built near the rivers for easy access transporting in and out of the area by boat.
Before we got to Greg’s house, he pointed to two small wooden building along the river used as the school buildings. I was told all students regardless of the grade level share the larger building as a class room. It very much resembled the one room schoolhouses in the early North American settlements. The smaller building is used as the teacher’s residence. There was no one on the grounds because school was in recess. I took a picture of the buildings from the river.
Greg also made a stop by the bridge leading to another building which is used as a community healthcare center. This center provides minimal medication and treatment for minor illnesses. More serious illnesses and open wounds have to be transferred to Mabaruma where they have a hospital with some equipment and is better staffed. If the Mabaruma hospital could not handle the situation, the patient would be airlifted to Georgetown for treatment. One of the learners that came for the workshop is the health worker of that center. She took a patient with an open cut by boat to Marbaruma after her first day of training. It was a long journey for a young lady riding over two hours on the river in the dark of night. I salute her.