Cheers to a pint.

Tears came to my Dad’s eyes as he answered the phone that Saturday morning.  Only one person would be calling at that time. “Hello,  Mr. Sinsabaugh,” the perky voice started, “How would you like a new kidney today?” “Very much, “the words got stuck by the lump in his throat. ” That would be better than watching the game.” As I happily […]

Twice as bright, half as long

It was even too twisted for a Stephen King novel. I got the text from my husband and the waves of pain from southern California hit Kunming China like a tsunami. A friend lost his second son in eighteen months. To make the nightmare even worse,  both deaths were the result of suicide. The second son,   like his brother, pried open […]

Magic Mountain

I knew it was going to be a serious hike when a leathery vendor tried to sell me a canister of oxygen. “No thanks, ” I said, wondering if she knew something that I didn’t. It’s Jiao Zi  (pronounced like “wowza”) Mountain.  It’s forty two hundred meters  high, a century back in time and a two hour drive outside of Kunming. […]

No Tittle Too Little

Lately,  I’ve been feeling like a tittle. If you’re wondering what a tittle is,  you’re not alone. Tittle is a big word for that little dot that tops the small vowel “i”. I never would’ve learned the word if I wasn’t teaching language learners in Asia, in an tittle sized  village of six million people. A tittle may seem like an insignificant […]

My Life Out Of Storage

When I slid up   the door to the five by teen foot space,  it contained  the usual suspects: Christmas ornaments, china, kitchen utensils and an Italian desk that we don’t know how to put back together. But the rest of those duct taped boxes in the storage unit? My countless diaries. I’ve been documenting my life since I was eleven, in pink paged diaries with little locks, the margins […]