There may be a positive correlation between how much I missmy home in China and how further away I am from my family. The furtheraway, the more homesick I get.
It takes some courage and workto accept the fact that mom and dad are on the other side of globe,when I go to work, it’s the time for mom to go to bed. Visiting parentsduring holidays is no longer a routine but a luxury. So, sometimes, Ibecome anxious to find a cure for my homesick, either it is to havesome not-so-authentic Chinese food in the China town, or munching onChinese snacks while watching Chinese movie, or decorating my place ina traditional Chinese style.
Inmy dad’s mind, my place is always hopelessly messy and to-be-organized.I showed mom and dad my place through webcam one day.
Mom (anxiously):” Well, you got so many rooms. How you guys are going to keep it clean?”
Dad (indifferently):”Hey, why you worry about them so much? Fortunately, you are not going to stay with them.”
Mom(did not get my dad’s tease):”No problem. Don’t worry. When your dadand I go to the US, we’ll help you clean the place up.”
Mom is always the nicest to me.
I have two small bedrooms upstairs, one becomes the home office, the other one become the laundry room.
I decorated the bathroom with pictures I took in China. And, some nice details of the table runner - Chinese handwriting.