As an adult I see that I have come full circle. I’ve lived, suffered,

enjoyed and learned a lot. My life with a Chinese-American

husband has been full of joy and commotion. Our New York

and Italian homes never lacked thought-provoking cultural-shocks:

we nonchalantly ate Chinese and Italian food during the same meal,

a good plate of pasta al pomodoro together with the delicious domiao, the exotic pea-shoots from Chinatown.

We trusted equally our Shanghai acupuncturist (with her needles and herbal concoctions) and the high-tech approach of our Western doctors to oversee the family’s health.

 

The woman I am today is the compendium of all I have learned and experienced during my childhood and adult years.