Welcome to Letters of Muse.  This is my little space for writing to about Life's Humdrum, Tantrums, and Fist Pumps.  In the dark, quiet calm of the night, this is where I unload, click-clacking away the revelations, inspirations, and reveries buried inside my head onto a screen.  Here,
  • I stare down the Humdrum, like the mundane chores and obligations that taunt me by the days; 
  • I put up a good fight against the Tantrums, aka the hiccups and spills that always manage to catch us by surprise; 
  • and I celebrate the Fist Pumps, such as the grand Moments and Milestones in life.  
From the momentous to the ordinary, life's occasions are worth noting because our experiences make us.  I invite you to read my musings of triumphs and defeats, because together, we might not feel so alone.

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A snippet of my family:

Me:  A former primary teacher, turned stay-at-home-mom, turned Chinese preschool teacher and substitute teacher, and newly turned 4th grade teacher.  I am a boo-boo kisser, a chauffeur, a cook, a cleaner, a feel-good hugger, a good listener, a friend, and a life-long learner all wrapped up in one terrific bundle.  When I am not teaching or writing, you can find me baking, gardening, knitting, reading, taking and editing cameraphone photos, and griping about not having enough hours in the day.

Dear Husband (DH):  A well-mannered, gentle soul with a dorky sense of humor (and as much as I don't want to admit it, I love him for that dorky sense of humor).  A die-hard Cal sports fan (although not so well-mannered when it comes to game time), an avid reader, and the Best Dad there is.  He can often be found playing light saber fights with our DS or playing boardgames with our DD. 

Dear Daughter (DD):  Now in middle school, she is an twelve-year-old woman child.  Having gained so much more independence in mind and capabilities, she is now quite the helper around the house (when she wants to be one).  She can often be found baking brownies and cupcakes, reading (she reads the way she devours ice cream), playing violin, crafting, playing with her little brother, or watching So You Think You Can Dance and The Voice. She is even now shopping in the ladies department for clothes, size XS! 

Dear Son (DS):  At age eight and having done a fabulous job in second grade, he has come such a long way from being so strongly attached to his beloved Mama.  He loves to read and play on his iPad, but also likes to be active by swimming, playing basketball, or running around the house outside.  He can often be found engaging in imaginative play, practicing punches and kicks at Tae Kwon Do lessons,  playing violin, playing with his big sister, or (still) giving his Mama hugs and kisses. 

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Why do I write?  I'm a cup-half-full kind of person (except when it comes to some of my silly fears and anxieties), and I strive to continue to seek out the positives in life.  It is not my intention to ignore the sadness and tragedies--as they are a real part of life--but finding affirmation in the minutiae of our days will make more meaning out of those less blissful times.  If I can send out some extra smiles and love through my Letters and photographs, well, my cup then runneth over.  I want to celebrate--through my writing--the everyday things, however significant or inconsequential, and give thanks to the fortunate life that we have.

Happiness befalls us when we nurture an abundance of Gratitude in our hearts.

Thank you for stopping by, and I really hope you'll stick around!

(Updated 7/2015)


  1. Love your blog! I am catching up on all my reading and can't wait to read what you have written!

    1. Thanks so much for coming over to read! I read your blog last night and was laughing-out-loud on some posts--I just didn't leave a comment like the kind blogger that you are. But now that we've 'met', I'll be back to read more! And thanks for the follow-back on Twitter!