I lost my baby in October 2017. Zubin had just turned eleven when he lost this life to CIC-Dux4 sarcoma. I want to tell his story in a memoir. It is painful but I want to write it down. Over the summer of 2018, I will be spending 7 weeks in China. The opportunity came about when a couple of business trips came together for my husband. I decided to move to Xiamen for 7 weeks to get away from Los Altos, where everything reminds me of my pain and loss. I am hoping that being away from home and among unfamiliar sights and sounds will soothe my soul enough to be able to put a first draft of the memoir down. This blog will record my journey from diary to first draft. Zubin wanted to be an author when he grew up. Even before he learned to write, he was drawing all the time in his little notebooks. It was as if he was leaving an account of his short life. Zubin would want his story to be told. And his heartbroken mama will tell it as best as she can.
Thinking of Zubin 