tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11605599.post115924392108150343..comments2023-05-11T02:35:09.253-07:00Comments on Lee & Cathy Jones: Identity CrisisLee Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07180564953973994812noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11605599.post-1160187234189959642006-10-06T19:13:00.000-07:002006-10-06T19:13:00.000-07:00Rest assured in the fact that this was God's desig...Rest assured in the fact that this was God's design for you. I don't think there is a lot that someone could say to help you along in this journey, but we are always here for you!Kendrewhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15560781826318560916noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11605599.post-1159577890544742352006-09-29T17:58:00.000-07:002006-09-29T17:58:00.000-07:00Lee, I'm sorry for yours and your mom's pain. It i...Lee, I'm sorry for yours and your mom's pain. It is unfortunate that we can never be completely satisfied or satisfying to the ones we love. Part of the curse?...When your mom is born again and you are both transcending culture, I am positive you will be closer than you ever could otherwise...something to pray for ... :)<BR/><BR/>YvonneAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11605599.post-1159521462124717172006-09-29T02:17:00.000-07:002006-09-29T02:17:00.000-07:00I didn't even realize you were bi-racial until you...I didn't even realize you were bi-racial until your recent posts. That must be a challenge. I think I might be bi-planetial. People have really asked me what planet I'm from. I feel like I don't fit in anywhere most of the time. Does your sister have any kids? My brother had one son and as soon as he became a teenager, my Mom started to appreciate her furry grandchildren more. I think all families have problems, once you really get to know them. But coming from different cultures and races probably makes it more difficult. I'm sorry you are going through so much pain right now. I'm glad you have Cathy and your furry kids and spiritual beliefs to help you work through this.<BR/>Hang in there!<BR/>Rebecca<BR/>P.S. When I was born, I was my grandmother's first grandchild, but she didn't want to be called grandma, so my brother and I always called her Ama, at her request. Is that the Chinese word for grandmother?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11605599.post-1159484353409831392006-09-28T15:59:00.000-07:002006-09-28T15:59:00.000-07:00In some ways, I know just how you feel - being "ca...In some ways, I know just how you feel - being "caught" between two cultures. I took a Cultural Anthropology class once and wrote a paper about that same topic. I remember a quote from one of the books I read that said, "I wear Europe on my face and Africa in my hair." As a mulatto (a somewhat controversial term, but one I'm OK with), I understand belonging to two different cultures but really not feeling at home in either one. <BR/><BR/>In your case, though, I think the cultural gap is much wider. My parents are both American - different colors, but still American. I recently purchased the book <I>The Joy Luck Club</I> (at Micah's mom's urging) and plan to read it soon. <BR/><BR/>I think this issue is probably more common that we think. So many people today are biracial and are probably dealing with the same feelings about identity. Interesting stuff... Thanks for sharing! :)Nicole Leonardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11302331697681166310noreply@blogger.com