So, we moved this past Friday for the second time this year. But different circumstances precipitated this move: someone I know (don’t worry, it’s NOT my husband John!) assaulted me, and it was no longer safe to live where we were. John and I are now settled in a safer place.
The other day, John told me it took courage for us to leave. So, while I get myself readjusted and resettled here, I thought I’d share with you some stories from my archives, all surrounding the idea of finding courage in love.
Three Inches of Separation: On Loving a Shorter Chinese Man. You might say it takes courage to transcend your own expectations of what your dream man “should be.” I never set any limits on race or ethnicity, but always believed I’d marry someone taller. Then I met John.
Ask the Yangxifu: Chinese Student Wants to Approach American Brunette. “To hell with inhibitions.” With these four words from a reader’s e-mail, a Chinese guy inspired Asian men everywhere to give interracial love a go.
My Chinese Husband Has Balls. You might say John’s gentle appearance is his secret weapon. Behind that 5’4″ stature and soft voice of his lies the heart of a hero — and some serious balls.