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Whispers of Ancestry
We learn valuable life lessons the hard way. In 2018, as I proudly stepped out of my final year of high school, little did I know that the journey ahead would teach me valuable life lessons. My post-school life began with an unexpected jab that forever altered my perspective on managing personal finances and also a surprising consideration – environmental sustainability. Who knew?
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The World Is Voting: What Are You Waiting For?
Whew, 2024 is a whirlwind election year. With over 64 countries voting, few places are untouched by political discussion. Every adult I know in the US has a political opinion and they’re very keen to share. We all have stories of how elections impact us, yet often, those voices just aren’t loud enough!
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To Treat the Disease, First Treat the Soul.
How can we truly heal a patient's physical state without addressing how they feel? It is inevitable that all physicians, no matter the stage of their training, will unconsciously forget the emotional aspect of treating a patient.
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Sifting Through the Ashes
I thought it was strange that my mom called me so early in the morning. It was 7:30am for me, so it must have been 4:30am for her. It was Wednesday, August 9th. “I wanted to call you before you saw the news. There's a fire in Lāhainā, Kīhei, and Kula. Everyone in our family is safe and accounted for. I might go pick up grandpa from Kīhei today. Your cousin was in Lāhainā, but escaped to Nāpili. Aunty has not heard from him since last night. I will keep in touch.” My cousin called my aunty the next day to check in. He was safe and helping with the…
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Attics, Abuse, and Abortion: Prevention Not Sensationalization Will Keep Children Safe
Attics are used for many things. Sometimes for play. Sometimes for storage. Sometimes for secrets. Too often for hiding. One year ago today, I moved into an attic for the second time in my life. Instantly, the first attic came back to mind in a flash of childhood memory. A precious moment of safety: my mother below me on the ground floor, me above her in the attic. She reaching toward me, me ready to let go. She wishing me a good night, me knowing it would finally be so. Sweet dreams, little child. Some men in my family couldn’t fit up there. So, they couldn’t hurt me. These types…
