Was apparently going to be dropped on my doorstep (almost literally) in the form of a Chinese teacher, who stayed with us for four weeks while he chaperoned a group of Chinese exchange students. For some reason, I am not ready to put this experience in perspective and write down the words to tell this story. Not yet, the story is not ready, the words still forming. Suffice it to say, it happened, I really did share my home and my family with a man from China.
Some other day, I tell the story.