My Daughter’s Grandma

I met my daughter Mini’s grandma nearly a decade ago. To protect her identity, I will call her Nana.   From my first interactions with Nana, I learned how positive and compassionate she was. She has a tender heart for

Chasing after the wind…

As I look back on this past year… I realized that I have hit several financial milestones which prior to reaching them I thought would be deeply gratifying and liberating. They were indeed, albeit transiently so. May 2014: No longer

My American Dream

I remember visiting my aunt May as kid and staying in her mansion in the US. I was awed and stunned in many ways. Sitting at the pool side, with my feet dangling in the crisp cool water, I said