![]() ![]() The greater the self-sacrifice, the greater the honor.īy the same logic, there’s no honor in being selfish, and that’s how I perceived myself-selfish. ![]() One even quit her job so she could help full time. My older sisters all flew into town to care for our mom. There’s pride to be had in it and bitter judgement for those who don’t participate (unless they’re male, which is a different matter entirely). Caring for our elders is an important part of Vietnamese culture. But I didn’t feel like I could talk about it. In both cases, my mental health deteriorated to the point where I often cried through the night and fantasized about escape by any means. ![]() The resulting situation was profoundly heartbreaking to witness. In contrast, as my mother was losing her battle with lung cancer years later, she was desperate to survive, while in intense pain and in deep denial about the reality of her condition. ![]() Like Anna’s father, my grandma suffered from a serious stroke that paralyzed half her body, leaving her bedridden, dependent on others for all her needs, and completely devoid of the will to live. ![]()
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