Everybody’s Somebody

Her hair, pulled up on top of her head with a clear straight line between her graying roots and the brown she’d dyed the rest of her ponytail, not only made her look more youthful than she was, but it was also the perkiest part of our interaction. She had a kind face, but itContinue reading “Everybody’s Somebody”

The Greatest You: Accept What Is

“I want to know your heart,” Mr. Tung averted his gaze to my shoulder quickly, where he was wiping an alcohol wipe across my skin’s fresh canvas. It was 2012, and I was in Bangkok, Thailand, visiting on a three-week vacation from my job in Afghanistan. Mr. Tung is the owner and operator of AngelContinue reading “The Greatest You: Accept What Is”