On February 13, 2018, a jitney bus struck my mom, running her over, and dragging her for thirty feet. In that split second a mirage disappeared and we saw the true form of our lives. Her accident completely altered the trajectory of my family. As first generation Chinese immigrants, we had been fixated on the possibilities of the future and overlooked the value of our present. Having nearly lost her, every moment now holds an extra importance.
By depicting my parents’ relationship I aim to capture our strong family bonds and the values that have helped us overcome the obstacles thrown our way. My mom often quotes to me this Chinese idiom: “Eight out of ten things in life will not go according to plan. Only one or two things will happen the way you want them to. Yet, it is those eight things that help reveal our true character and test our strength so we can cherish the moments of happiness.”