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  • It’s been nearly a month since I last posted, much to my surprise. I kept meaning to write, but it seems that I write most often when procrastinating. Now being no exception. 😀 An update from my Crossroads post – Shortly after I wrote that post, I finally received an email from my former supervisor saying that he had found me a new one. It happened to be the very person who should…

  • Halloween didn’t even exist in my mind until I was 8-years-old. Maybe I had heard about it or seen people fuss over it, but it meant nothing to me. My mom tried to get me excited about it when I first arrived in the family. Since I wasn’t helpful with ideas or interest, she did me up as a China doll. It was a nice idea. We went to a family friend’s neighborhood…

  • I knew it should have been a sign when a year ago I fought hard to get permission to take a semester off from my doctoral studies. Truthfully, I should have just continued through, but something inside me felt that I needed to take a break. When my semester off ended, I still was not ready to plow fully ahead. Matching the amount of support I was receiving from my potential supervisor, I…

  • Tonight I watched “In the Matter of Cha Jung Hee” a film by Deann Borshay Liem. Soon I will write a review, but it was a very interesting documentary. (Thanks to my BFF and another friend for telling me about these films!) As I watched, there’s a scene where Liem goes to the Social Welfare Society, which is the oldest organization dealing with orphans in Korea. The very same organization that dealt with…

  • I’m finding it a little hard to keep up with the blogging. How do professional bloggers do it? Maybe they don’t have jobs or lives…? Sometimes I wonder if we depend too much on these blogs to connect us to the world, to share with random people, to leave our digital footprint, to… what end? To me, it’s like I want to share my thoughts and ideas with the world, but then I…

  • The other day I was using the laptops in class with my students. They had some extra time and they asked me if I am on Facebook. I explained, yes, but they wouldn’t be able to find me. They were determined to try and I said, if they could find me, I would “friend” them. Suddenly a student said, “Miss, I googled you and see your pictures!” A moment of panic hit me,…

  • My mind is overwhelmed with my sudden intake of adoption stories. I was watching the PBS POV show last night and wanted to to watch the other one out but I need a wee break from it. I wrote a review for the documentary “Adopted” and it was found and posted on Facebook. Crazy… should I write more? Maybe… I will think about it. Anyway, I’m exhausted. Each day work takes so much…

  • My dearest birth mother, It’s been 33 years since I last looked at your familiar face, last heard your loving voice, last felt your warm heart beating against mine, last touched your soft hands. It’s been 33 years since I knew safety and trust at my very core. It’s been 33 years since I smiled and laughed without the hidden pain and sadness. It’s been 33 years …. After all this time do…

  • Here are a few writings I’ve been working on: —- Dear Omoni, Where did you go just moments after you left me for the last time? Did you hide somewhere to cry at the loss of your flesh and blood? Or did you hold your head up high and pretend that everything was going to be alright as you walked away? Did you hope that one day you would be able to see…

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