Monday, December 29, 2008

My True North
Ours is not something for the books---it's a pretty simple story: boy was in love, girl stole boy, they got married, they produced a wonderful progeny, yadda, yadda, yadda. Others won't find it particularly awesome or spectacular or fabulous. In fact, I have a sneaking suspicion that we're the only ones who think so. But in the face of hardship, in every bit of happiness, in every moment that brings a teardrop, a laughline, a gray hair, or a wrinkle, his is the hand I want to hold (and mine his, I hope).

The wonderful artist is Diong, a high school classmate now based in Indianapolis.


  1. I'm so honored to make it in PseudoShirnk blog! Thanks :-)

  2. can u leave ur phone number to me???

  3. Now, Diong, you're being funny!
    It's me who should thank you.

  4. It seems different countries, different cultures, we really can decide things in the same understanding of the difference!
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