the migrant wife

From Charlie's point of view, life, marriage, work, family, faith, feasting.

Musings over Tea

  • Quietness

    Quietness

    Ever since I remember, I’ve been a relatively loud child. There’s something about being Chinese which means that volume is directly proportional to level of emotion and enthusiasm. Since I started going out with my (now) husband, I was confronted by the fact that I was really, very, loud. I have this verse reference written Read more

  • Contentedness – a lifetime’s homework

    Contentedness – a lifetime’s homework

    Social media can be a noisy place. No, I don’t mean the recent reels or trends where people record videos of themselves with a catchy tune playing over it, although they can get quite samey. I mean the carefully curated front that influencers try and create which makes me a bit, eh. As I sit Read more

  • Foreigners – through the Pentateuch

    Foreigners – through the Pentateuch

    Migrant is a word that I never imagined myself using. But when I think about it, I come from a long line of migrants. My grandparents on either side made the long journey away from Communist China to the free Hong Kong. I grew up always thinking that I would not live too far from Read more

  • Just because…

    We’ve got to start somewhere… so I’ll just start here. Read more