Sao Darly

I had a chance to spend a day in Vang Vieng. My mother wanted to see her old work place when she was a teenager. She used to work at Vang Vieng Hospital as a nurse. She also wanted to see the places she used to hang out. We went to see my Grandmother’s old house as well. As a wife of a soldier my Grandmother had houses all over Laos. When her husband was stationed in Vang Vieng, she had to move there for many years. I wonder how my mother felt when she saw the old house. She said the toilet is the same one that they built. Like most Lao parents that came to the US, they kept so many secrets with so much sorrows in their hearts. I can only look at my mother’s face and try to read her mind.

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