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Vietnam 2018

No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it’s not the same river and he’s not the same man. – Heraclitus Vietnam used to feel so far away from my life in the US. Not only is it … Continue reading

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Becoming an American

In light of the recent Executive Order curtailing immigration and refugee resettlement, I am sharing my own story of becoming an American citizen. Coincidentally, it’s been almost exactly 20 years. In 1996 I was a junior at Brown, working towards a … Continue reading

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Vacation cooking

Many people go on vacation to escape the everyday, including cooking. They go to luxurious resorts or hotels and eat out daily, sometimes for all three meals.  The Soup-er family doesn’t do that. Ever since we’ve had children, we have … Continue reading

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A story to tell

I wrote this piece in 2013 but haven’t found the right time to share it until now. For months, the refugee crisis in Europe has been worsening; the EU’s response has been divided and inadequate in the face of massive … Continue reading

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Losing the elephant

It took me nearly six months to plan our trip to Vietnam.  Airfare, lodging, transportation, tours, visas, itinerary–it all took a while to come together.  Add to that all the complications of traveling with a large group that included 4 … Continue reading

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The Untangling

It’s been a month since we’ve returned from Vietnam and I haven’t been able to compose a decent post to document any part of the experience.  The combination of post-vacation catch up and juggling hasn’t left much time for thought … Continue reading

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Personal Narrative

I’ve been reading Quan Barry’s new novel, She Weeps Each Time You’re Born, and I feel haunted. As I’ve gotten older, with the addition of a husband and two children, I’ve gotten more sensitive to painful story lines, particularly those … Continue reading

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