Snow Flower was my old same for life. I had a greater and deeper love for her than I could ever feel for a person who was my husband.

There is no life without death. That is the true meaning of yin and yang

Let those who believe, believe. Let those who doubt, doubt.

Snow Flower was my old same for life. I had a greater and deeper love for her than I could ever feel for a person who was my husband.

My love for him had never gone away but only changed, growing deeper like wine fermenting or pickles curing. It bore into me with the pervasiveness of water working its way to the center of a mountain.

I am old enough to know only too well my good and bad qualities, which were often one in the same.

I’ve never thought much about whether I was happy or if I had fun as a child. I was a so-so girl who lived with a so-so family in a so-so village. I didn’t know that there might be another way to live, and I didn’t worry about it either.