Grace Tu

Grace Tu

Sunday, May 18, 2014

Photos From the Past - Children in Kashgar

As we walked down the street of Kashgar's old town, many children popped their heads out of the door to greet us. One of them was all dressed up and she followed us around and wanted to model in many of our pictures. One of them ended up inviting us to her home and introduced us to her family.  They showed us the welcome that made us forget about the differences and conflicts between Han and Uyghur. 
Soon they will grow up and learn all about the history of their region and they'll have to face the conflicts between their people and Han almost every single day. Ten years from now, if they see me walking down their streets again, will they still greet me with such a warm welcome? I hope I will still be the same me, but with more love and compassion to share, and I hope they will, too.

Saturday, May 10, 2014

Happy Mother's Day

I remember a few hours after Anya was born, after I was transferred to my room in the hospital with Anya to rest, Alan was holding Anya and surrounded by everyone immediately, except for my mom. She was by my side.

When I asked my mom "Don't you want to see my daughter?" She said:" Of course I want to, but you are my daughter, and I want to see you and be with you first."

Happy Mother's Day, dear Mother. I love you very much.

Friday, May 2, 2014

A Photo From The Past

I realized I have been neglecting my blog ever since I was pregnant with Anya-Grace. Being pregnant was a lot of work. Being a mom is even more work. So I have been choosing to just post lots of pictures at once to save time, and a lot of great pictures with nice stories behind them got left out.

I often think that I as an individual am just something that's made of million pieces of memories, and losing a piece of memory means losing a piece of me. So here I am collecting my memories by creating a ritual to post one picture from my past every week and write something about it .

I hope this ritual will help me remind myself who I am beside a mom, and to remind myself to keep an open mind for changes and adventures. More importantly, I hope through the photos and words Anya will get to know me and in a different way when she is old enough to do so.

This picture about the making of my favorite food in Xinjiang - Nang 馕. I love it so much I brought 20 of this big pie with me when I left. They took up a lot of space in my luggage, but it was worth it.