December 1st, 2022 | by Lisa Lim
Before her MS, mi Madre used to love dancing in the kitchen
November 18th, 2022 | by Lisa Lim
I liked it. Confusing people everywhere we went
November 4th, 2022 | by Lisa Lim
Under a slight mustache she'd bleach blonde, she murmured prayers she called novenas.
January 29th, 2021 | by Lisa Lim
Remote learning or in-person learning? Whatever decision you made, you had to stick to it for the rest of the school year. No backsies. What made it even tougher was deciding whether to stay put at my in-law’s house in the middle of nowhere, or go home to the city.
December 30th, 2020 | by Lisa Lim
2020, you’re the worst. You shoved about a decade worth of regretful history into one year. You were unrelenting in your onslaught of drama and tragedies. Good riddance. And as my son likes to say, “You were a total poopy head.”
June 11th, 2020 | by Lisa Lim
I knew that I also needed to have “a talk” with my son. A different kind of talk
March 13th, 2020 | by Lisa Lim
When the fear is as contagious as the virus, you get Xenophobia. And in this current political climate, permission to hate is granted from the top down
July 11th, 2019 | by Lisa Lim
“Am I a Twinkie Mommy?” It’s the question I always ask myself as a mother to an Amerasian child. “