For this reason, my mom helped me ask and translate her answers. The whole process was very emotional and intense at some moments. When we came to touch on topics and hardships it was like reopening a wound that never healed and was difficult to move forward or try to lighten the mood. It somewhat had a snowballing effect that once one bad memory came up, a string of negative thoughts and feelings followed. I care a lot about my grandma and it was hard to hear about how she felt and still feels about things that happened to her. However I learned so much about her life and so did my mom. I understand this process was healing for her to share things she probably hasn’t shared in a long time. Mental health is rarely discussed and therapy services are not often utilized by older adults especially Chinese older adults. I’m so grateful that she felt comfortable enough to share her life story with me and that I got to do this with her. I don’t think we would have ever gone so in depth if not sparked by this project and to think these memories could have been lost is now unthinkable to me. I can’t wait to show her my finished project and for it to hopefully be displayed in her living room along with all the many photos of us grandchildren.