It’s ten years ago now. We were sitting next to each other at church when he turned to me and asked, “Do you want to go?” They were looking for people to support missionaries during the Christmas break. It would take about three weeks. A short reprieve from the demands of a young family … Continue reading That time in Thailand
My relationship with the piano began when I was young. I came home from school one day and there it was. Big. Shiny. And in our living room. My parents probably had dreams of a piano virtuoso in the family, but the reality sounded very different. I had neither the talent nor the discipline to … Continue reading Don’t burn that piano. Not yet.
I find that question difficult to answer. Born in Japan to Korean parents who were living in the jungles of Borneo at the time, I never lived in Korea for any length of time, or in Japan for that matter. After Borneo, we moved to Singapore. From Singapore to Australia. Hobart, Tasmania, to be specific. … Continue reading Where do you come from?