Time Marches On

Time Marches On

When I started this blog two years ago, my first entry was about pumpkins. You see, our family had a tradition, started when Dragon was just days old, of taking photos with pumpkins. I was more consistent about our pumpkin photos than even our Christmas cards. I...
Walking with Rocks

Walking with Rocks

Someone once told me, or maybe I read it somewhere, that living with grief is like walking with rocks. Pockets full of impossibly heavy rocks. Little boulders. I pictured myself in cargo pants, lots of pockets, lots of rocks. I have to walk up the mountain with those...
Farmers Market

Farmers Market

Saturday, Hannah and I joined my parent’s at the Farmer’s Market.  It was a crisp, Fall morning in Southern California.  We followed my mom as she expertly made her way through the crowd, making a beeline for the two stalls for which she was looking. ...
Not Really About Art

Not Really About Art

We had our first Dragon Fellow Graduation yesterday.  It was remarkable.  This summer, we had our first class of ten Dragon Fellows, running programs to share their passions all over Southern California.  Now that their projects were done, we had each...
Two Years

Two Years

August is a tough month for me.  The days get hotter, the nights feel longer, and we creep towards that terrible date of August 14th. As we marched towards the two year anniversary of losing Dragon, I had to ask myself, how would I get through this...
Two Years

Two Years

Two years ago today, we lost our son, Dragon Kim. Bright, funny, talented, kind. How I miss him. How my heart aches for his presence. How I wish he were here. I recently picked up a book of poetry compiled by Carolyn Kennedy, the daughter of President John F. Kennedy...