I ignore my mother all Saturday morning and then she leaves to go back to Connecticut by herself without even saying goodbye to me. Fine. I get that she’s angry and disappointed in me because I’m dating Lee. I’m not sure why except for the fact that our relationship is long distance, but I don’t want to discuss it today. She’ll give me some excuse like, “He’s too old,” or “He’s not old enough,” or “He’s Korean,” or “He’s a lawyer,” or any other one of her “concerns” about the men I date. Rene wasn’t good enough for our family either because he was a foreigner. “All French men are pigs,” she said. This discussion can sit for a while and cool down. “Well, at least he has good taste.” Ugh. She’s ridiculous.
I’ve never been to India, but the country is on my must-travel-to list, right after “All of East Asia.” I’m not sure why I was drawn to East Asia first, but when I traveled in Thailand, Japan, and Singapore, I was the most at home I have ever been. I felt a very significant connection to the people and food of the places I visited, and they kept me from completely drowning in my grief.