Life rarely moves in a straight line. Sometimes it takes unexpected turns that lead us back to places we never imagined returning to.
Before becoming a student again, I spent many years working in different roles, including public service and entrepreneurship. Those experiences taught me many lessons about responsibility, leadership, and the realities of contributing to society. Yet at some point, I realized that learning never truly stops, and that sometimes the most meaningful step forward is to return to the classroom with new questions and a different perspective on life.
I’m an open book and this is where I share reflections from my personal journey – moments of learning, challenges, and small discoveries that happen along the way. It is a space where I document what it feels like to start again, to grow through new experiences, and to continue learning not only from books, but from life itself.
Through these stories, I hope to remind others that growth does not have an age or a fixed path. Sometimes the courage to keep learning, even after many chapters of life have already passed, can open the door to entirely new journeys.
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Dating in America made me realize how different Vietnamese dating culture really is.
When I first came to the United States, I thought “dating” meant the same thing everywhere. Two people meet.They like each other.They focus on each other.They slowly build a relationship together. Simple. But after almost three years of dating in America, I realized something that genuinely shocked me: In Vietnam, once two people start dating,…
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Love, Time, and the Quiet Things We Carry
There comes a moment in life when love no longer feels like fireworks. It becomes quieter than that. You begin to understand that love is not only about excitement, attraction, or dramatic confessions beneath beautiful skies. It is about the small things people rarely post online: the way someone speaks to you when they are…
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Consistency is not what you say. It’s what you Repeat
There’s a moment when you realize words don’t mean anything anymore. Not because people don’t speak well. But because they speak too well. They explain. They justify. They ask for understanding. They say everything that sounds right . . . while their actions quietly tell a completely different story. Maybe you’ve met someone like that.…
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Prisoners of Our Own Perspective
There was a moment in my life when I thought I was going to die. It didn’t look dramatic from the outside.It was just another normal, beautiful day. I was teaching, doing what I loved, being present. And then suddenly, a sharp pain came out of nowhere. It got worse and worse. My body started…
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Communication in Teaching: How do We Actually Help Students Understand?
I’ve been thinking a lot about teaching lately. Maybe because I’ve been doing it for more than 10 years. Or maybe because now I’m sitting in classrooms again, but on the other side, as a student. And when you experience both sides at the same time, you start noticing things you didn’t see before. Small…
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Befriending Solitude, Nurturing Peace with Gratitude
On October 20, 2022, I woke up to rain and the first biting cold of the season. Years ago, as a carefree student, I would run outside in just a thin shirt to welcome the wind. Now, after some health struggles, I find myself layering clothes, sipping a hot cup of turmeric milk, and taking…
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It all Begins with A Dream
This is a post from my personal blog in 2022, specifically written on October 18, 2022.It was originally in Vietnamese, but now I’ve translated it into English to share with my friends here in Hawaii. “Today Facebook reminded me of this day 10 years ago when my university friend and I went to the Fine…
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Why I Started Heidiahihi 🌺
Aloha my friends, My Vietnamese name is Hoa, which means flower in English. In Vietnamese, we usually place the “middle name” before the given name, and together they often create a meaningful phrase. In my case, it’s Ngọc Hoa: Ngọc means gemstone, and Hoa means flower. I guess my parents hoped I would be like…
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