To protect my heart, this is what I would have to do with Snow Flower. I couldn’t let anyone know I was dying from anguish that she no longer loved me.
Danseuse routine and my fame grew. I could walk into a.
DR. ROSEN: Does the phrase grateful-but-angry have resonance for anyone? You can be grateful you have your mom and dad, because they love you and they’ve given you good lives with all kinds of privilege.
You are very smart. You must be very well educated. You are very pretty. You must be very rich because you’re a writer.
What can we do? We’re only women,” she says. But it’s because I’m a woman, that I dare to go.
It took me me many years to realize that my perceptions at this time was completely wrong.
People keep asking me why I don’t return to China. I tell them I can’t return to a place I’ve never been. In.
But anger can be dangerous and have unintended consequences.
It is our duty to be keepers and managers of the sea. If we protect our wet fields, they will continue to provide for us.
Your mother will always exist in you. She will give you strength wherever you go.
I had to hold on to my anger and my bitterness as a way of honoring those I’d lost.
As for children, every woman knows the fears and sorrows. Joy is a delicious luxury that we experience most cautiously, for tragedy conceals itself around every corner.
Every one of us could complain, but would that make our situation emotionally easier or physically more comfortable?
On land, you will be a mother. In the sea, you can be a grieving widow. Your tears will be added to the oceans of salty tears that wash in great waves across our planet. This I know. If you try to live, you can live on well.
No man was built to shoulder the full weight of feeding and caring for his family. That was why he had a wife and daughters.
But when people suggested the haenyeo start using oxygen tanks, she, along with other divers around the island, refused. “Everything we do must be natural,” she’d told the collective, “otherwise we’ll harvest too much, deplete our wet fields, and earn nothing.” There, again, balance.
Your tears will be added to the oceans of salty tears that wash in great waves across our planet. This I know. If you try to live, you can live on well.
It takes a lifetime to make a friend, but you can lose one in an hour,” she recites. “Life without a friend is life without sun. Life without a friend is death.
Store up good deeds and you will meet with good. Store up evil actions and you will meet with evil.
You are a little girl, so you are still in milk days.
Joy is a delicious luxury that we experience most cautiously, for tragedy conceals itself around every corner.