“What eat? I buy.”
I must log this down before this moment of preciousness escapes me. Last week when Aunty Amanda came to work with Mommy, Keith was understanding and supporting the significance of … Continue reading
“I don’t like this vegetable.”
I had heaped a pile of cabbage on his plate and he spoke in an amazing full sentence of valid protest, “I don’t like this vegetable.” How could I not … Continue reading
“I think (of) Mommy.”
Keith pointed to his temple and said, “I think”, and he pointed to me and continued, “Mommy”. Because I had been away, and he wanted me to know he had … Continue reading
“I can’t because it is nighttime.”
This is one of the most beautiful sentences I can ever imagine hearing. I had returned from a work trip and it was bedtime. I asked Keith if he would … Continue reading
erasing
“erasing” For Vashima Goyal, who clarified for me my veil regarding my journal documentation and my art, with so much focus, loving intent, commitment, scrutiny, gentleness and grace for my … Continue reading
Kindness
“At this dusk” (After Matisse’s Bronze Dolls), Watercolour crayons on paper, 2001, Peng-Ean Khoo Kindness came to me as a very surprising insight, after honesty. It is the time of … Continue reading
Whole Body Talking
It is so wonderful to be able to really have a full to-and-fro with Keith. When I couldn’t understand his words, he was so patient with me. I asked, “Can … Continue reading
