Then you must teach my daughter this same lesson. How to lose your innocence but not your hope. How to laugh forever.

I began to look at all events and all things as relevant, an opportunity to take or avoid.

My sister Kwan believes she has yin eyes. She sees those who have died and now dwell in the world of Yin, ghosts who leave the mists just to visit her kitchen on Balboa Street in San Francisco.

Then you must teach my daughter this same lesson. How to lose your innocence but not your hope. How to laugh forever.

Your life is what you see in front of you. -An-mei

Then she told me why a tiger is gold and black. It has two ways. The gold side leaps with its fierce heart. The black side stands still with cunning, hiding its gold between the trees, seeing and not being seen, waiting patiently for things to come. I did not learn to use my black side until after the bad man left me.

It is because I had so much joy that I came to have so much hate.