I’m having some trouble wrapping my mind around the fact that we only have about three weeks left here. I can already feel the loss I’ll feel in returning to the States. I haven’t posted as much as I thought I would while we were here. Likely because we have been pretty busy so I'm … Continue reading Connections to My Seoul
Tag: Korean
Melancholy Has Come to Knock
There's a melancholy seeping out of my bones. It seems a sort of thing awakened by being here in Korea. Don't misunderstand, our time here is wonderful and will make for lasting memories. However, just because the experience is beautiful and memorable doesn't distract from or minimize the contradictions that live here. Likely one of … Continue reading Melancholy Has Come to Knock
Facing What Comes Next
We finally finished our two-week quarantine yesterday morning! Yesterday marked our official start to our trip. Along with the excitement of finally being able to leave our hotel room after two weeks, I'm grappling with the great uncertainty that lies ahead. As is so often true in life, quarantine was just another opportunity for a … Continue reading Facing What Comes Next
Let’s Talk about Transracial Adoption
Code Switch: Our Homeland is Each Other (10/10/2018) Before reading, I invite those who are following and reading along on my journey to pause and listen to this whole episode. My words cannot do justice for what the interviewees do in this episode. Second, I am one person and I am not in this space … Continue reading Let’s Talk about Transracial Adoption
Relearning My Native Language
It's my recollection and understanding that Korean was my first language; English followed shortly thereafter. I spoke Korean fluently until I was about nine. It was then I went to live with my parents so I didn't have anyone I could speak the language with. Now, some 25 plus years later, I'm trying to regain … Continue reading Relearning My Native Language
Starting Out
My identity has never been a mystery and yet has always been intangible, unattainable. I sometimes think of my life as a collection of individual books, rather than chapters, as my story seems so distinctly marked by specific moments. I was born to two Korean parents who immigrated to the United States. My early formative … Continue reading Starting Out