Heart in Sunset

To My Mother’s Mother, My Halmeoni

Not knowing my grandmother’s name, I addressed a letter to her as my mother’s mother. If my divination readings are accurate, my grandmother is the only other person besides my mother who knows of my existence. She purportedly contacted the adoption agency, asking about me. However, she was turned away and apparently told it’s better…

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Fighting to be Seen

As a transracial adoptee, fighting to be seen is an underlying current through many aspects of my existence. Not only fighting to be seen as Korean, but fighting to be seen as the child my mother relinquished decades ago. The news of Kang, Mee-sook’s legal victory has made its way through the US and Korea.…

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The Comfort of Elders

I’ve recently read quite a few memoirs. One was a Korean adoptee memoir, while the others have been memoirs from Korean-American recounting their family histories. In an attempt to reclaim the cultural losses incurred as a transracial adoptee, reading stories of elders has given me a newfound solace.