Two years ago, my grandmother passed peacefully in her sleep. For this Wordless Wednesday, I literally will have no “words” but a simple remembrance in place of Wordless Wednesday photos. I wouldn’t know how to express love and my grandmother in the same sentence. She embodied it in everything she did— her flowers, her humor and even her tobacco-chewing made her our community’s “Grandma.” She is the inspiration for my parenting ideals and this blog. I may not have had to endure raising four children in a war-torn country and bring them to a new country for their safety but I am connecting with her by being the best mother to her first great-grandson. I hope she is proud of me that I gave him a Lao name, expose him to all cultures and teach him to respect and love everybody in spite of their nature. It starts with the love of a child and our world could be a better place.