I watched this young lady grow from a squalling newborn into her teenage years. Looking at her now, I wonder where all the time went. As cliche as it may sound, it feels like only yesterday when she would trail after me, a tottering three-year-old, or an eight-year-old blurting out life truths far beyond her years.
Now she stands upon the cusp of adulthood, only a mere two years before she leaves her youth behind forever. I feel a twinge of bittersweet nostalgia as I recall all the years we have spent together, two cousins bound by blood, then true friendship, always feeling as though time has passed much too fast. But I am proud of the mature young lady she has become, one with a depth of compassion and sensitivity that makes her seem far wiser than her number of years.
She walks in radiance, crowned with the sun.
With the resurgence of superhero films, we see individuals with mighty powers and special abilities make war against evil and injustice. We see the bad guys lose, and we cheer. The day is won! Justice prevails!
Then we go back to our ordinary lives, where evil doesn’t always look like one guy in a purple suit. Sometimes it’s hidden behind banality—hidden deep within human hearts.
I like to think of myself as someone fairly considerate of people with disabilities. Growing up with my mom taught me that. I was a Good Person. Tiffany Chu: Fearless Advocate of Disabled People. Or so I thought.
But on the last day of our retreat in Shanghai, our team proceeded to quickly scramble out the door of our towering apartment complex; we had an appointment to make, you see. The subway station was an offensive two blocks away, and we had to get there. As our physically handicapped friends tottered behind, we physically capable beings stormed ahead, heedless of their struggles to keep up. I stole glances behind me, even as the distance grew between us—a painful reminder of the differences we had worked so hard to close over the past few days. But what did that matter when we had a subway to catch, an appointment to keep? I was torn between the desire to also keep up with the rest of the group, and the nagging thought that we should slow down and wait for them. I thought to myself, “It’s ok, they’ll catch up when we get there.” Then continued on my way.
Sometimes the greatest things in life are simple: a intimate gathering of loved ones, a celebration of love without all the fuss and frills of a large wedding. This is where you can look into the eyes of each person standing beside you on a momentous day, and remember every face shining with happiness for you. Sometimes love doesn’t need to be a grand display to be beautiful. Sometimes all you need is the small presence of that special community that brought you together.
On August 3, two lovely souls became one, surrounded by the people that have supported them through the ups and downs of any committed relationship. On that day, they pressed their fingerprints upon the first page of a new journey, together.
North Park in southern San Diego has become known as the hipster foodie paradise, with cute new shops and restaurants springing up throughout the past few years. These places often provide unique backdrops for photographs, inviting artistic Instagram users to come and snap some truly adorable pictures to decorate their feeds with. One such cafe joining the ranks is Holy Matcha.
3118 University Ave
San Diego, CA 92104
For June’s date, we decided to go strawberry picking! To avoid the heat, we got up early and set off to get our hands dirty.
Several strawberry picking places to choose from.
$20 for the bucket and entrance fee.
Carlsbad Strawberry Company
1000 Cannon Road
Carlsbad, CA 92008
After trying the “Pig Meets Ramen” at Tajima last time, Tiffany and I got into a ramen phase. We’d been hearing really good things about Menya Ultra since it opened earlier this year so we thought we’d give it a try.
8199 Clairemont Mesa Blvd Suite M
San Diego, CA 92111
Worried about having to wait hours for our ramen, I decided to take a half day on a weekday and go for lunch after we ran some errands. We got there a few minutes before it opened, yet a line had already formed outside.
Somewhere on a gorgeous street filled with historic character, a tiny, unassuming cafe lies hidden. Upon entering the little space, this cafe doesn’t look like much. A single smiling barista waits behind the counter to take your expensive order. After about twenty minutes, you receive your latte: a hand-crafted, unique 3-D artwork miraculously created from simple foam–a creation to take multiple pictures of and post to Instagram. And that, after all, is why you decided to come here in the first place.
Love To Go
307 S Mission Dr
San Gabriel, CA 91776
There are few better ways to unwind after a long day than to collapse on a cushy sofa, shut off the brain, and enjoy an hour [or a couple] of effortless television-watching. Growing up, I didn’t watch much TV at all, but since marrying someone with a Netflix account, I’ve happily discovered the wonderful world of international television. Michael and I seem to prefer foreign shows [mainly British] over American, so this list reflects that preference. Ah, the American life: melting into a comfortable seat before a screen for hours until your body begins to mold itself to the couch, feeling your brain ooze into a glamorous pile of nothingness. What could be better?
Melodic strains of song streamed through the atmosphere, slicing through hardened hearts, the familiar words hitting their mark in a poignant new way. Open up my eyes to the things unseen. Show me how to love like you have loved me. A shiver ran through me as the reality of these words I’d heard countless times before sank into the depths of my spirit, still raw from the brokenness I had witnessed only weeks before. Break my heart for what breaks yours. Everything I am for your kingdom’s cause. I turned to my husband, usually so stoic, and with a shock saw tears endlessly streaming down his face.
At the end of the service, as we walked out hand in hand, I asked him what had caused this uncharacteristic show of uncontrolled emotion. He paused a moment before replying, “I was thinking of my baby, and so many abandoned, unwanted babies in the world.”