“Sorry, but I don’t agree with you . . .” This is usually followed by awkward silence and angry tears. I’ve always found it difficult to disagree with someone, because I don’t want to lose a friend. I’ve found it even harder to accept it when someone disagrees with me, because my ego is hurt. …
If you’ve ever wondered what it means to be candid, talk to my mother. If she didn’t like something, she’d say so without mincing her words. If she felt we were making the wrong decision, she’d harp on how the cons outweighed the pros. If she was facing any problems, she’d tell us exactly what …
Without my dear college friends and sisters, my wedding would not have been possible. A photo of my bridesmaids shows them in their pretty dresses and bearing bright smiles, but these belie the many hours and days of frantic efforts to put a wedding together in spite of a famously indecisive bride. The photo also …
One of my earliest memories as a child was waiting for a doctor’s appointment with my mother. We were seated side by side in a nondescript waiting room, and seated diagonally across from us was a little girl with her mother. When I looked up, I caught her staring at me as she cupped her …
Growing up in church has its cons—everyone knows you, and everyone is watching your every action and ready to report you to your parents who serve as deacons, elders, or Sunday school teachers. So if there were just one good thing about growing up in church, it would be the gift of lifelong friendships. There could not …
Anna* and I have been close friends since I was 10. If you knew us, you’d probably wonder why we’re friends. At times, I do, too. Sure, we share fond childhood memories, but we’re no longer the little girls we used to be. We don’t have common interests, nor do we move in the same …
“Every day is Mother’s Day”, my mother would jokingly say to me every so often. Having been away from home during my university days and now living some 10,000 kilometers away from my mom, I couldn’t agree more. I treasure dearly each moment I get to spend with her. Mothers, as most of us would …
Written By Leslie Koh, Singapore I’ve not been a good friend to some of my closest friends. I’ve betrayed one, angered another, and offended a third (twice). I betrayed the first by cutting him out of my life because of someone else (long story). I angered the second by being totally insensitive to his feelings …
I’ll be the first to say that if there was ever an award for “Worst Friend”, I would win first place. There have been times when I was so caught up with my work, I forgot my friends even existed. If I was not busy replying to work-related text messages, then I was constantly checking …
You must have seen it: Parents sharing photos, updates, and other information about their children on social media platforms. It’s a practice known as “sharenting” (a portmanteau of the word “share” and “parenting”). The word even made it to the Collins English Dictionary in 2016. I’m one of those “sharenting” parents and my journey began …
