You feel Beijing as you visit the world’s largest public square. The red flags are the reminder that China’s government is a Communist Party. That was hard for me at first. I had believed my son was now living in a country that was the extreme polar opposite of the one he grew up in.
I had to apply for, and be granted a 30 day travel visa to visit my son. I couldn’t just catch the next flight out to China. What I knew as freedom, felt restricted. It is one of many cultural differences that I experienced.
Across from Tiananmen Square were the gardens close to my hotel. In the early morning, I found part of my past. Sam would not recall that I had once practiced these soft flowing movements of Tai Chi. He wasn’t born. My years spent in the martial arts came back into my spirit naturally. I did stand out as looking different, people were now taking pictures of me.