And from the beginning there was Harmony
My mood is somewhat better today, as I am able to write next to a towering tree full in the throes of belatedly changing its colors for FALL. The leaves are a mix of orange and red, with rapidly fading green and yellow. Within my subdivision I would imagine it is always the last tree to lose its green color as well as the last to regain its Spring finery. Our American Thanksgiving Holiday is winding down and as such I now have time to write. As such, writing next to this beautiful scenery of peace and tranquility only dims somewhat the passion I had for this post. My competitive zeal in Youth without question colored my judgement towards marriage. I’ve written extensively as to what a laowai must look for when marrying a Chinese Woman. When one ignores the warning signs one must all the same make another internal decision; to “carry on!” or simply to quit when one still has a chance. I chose the former, and...