My mom gave me a book called The Korean Cinderella when I was younger. I was fascinated by the heroine, Pear Blossom, and her hanbok dresses. When I first visited my birth family in Korea, they bought custom-designed hanboks for me and Holden as a wedding gift. I wanted to get professional…
Time Difference
Jet lag is a bitch. It’s 2:54 am, and I am wide awake – eating the last pack of “kim” (seaweed) Kyeong-hee sent home with me. I’m sure the nearby H-Mart carries the same brand, though it won’t taste the same. I feel delirious. Maybe I should pop a Benadryl and hope…
Snapshots from Seoul
Made it back from Korea last night. Fighting jet lag and struggling to process everything. The words aren’t quite there yet, so I’m sharing a few photos instead. Maybe the third time’s the charm, but our time in Seoul this trip was my favorite so far. I hadn’t really had a chance…
Sneakers with Soul: CARIUMA
I was gifted a pair of sneakers by CARIUMA for purposes of this post. All opinions are my own.
It was this time last year that I decided to take a leap of faith and leave my full-time job. Despite fear and uncertainty, I knew there was a different way of doing things… telling stories, making an impact – one that wouldn’t require compromising values and losing pieces of myself. Reading…
How To Love Your Brokenness
“Caring for myself is not self-indulgence, it is self-preservation, and that is an act of political warfare.” – Audre Lorde I just returned home from a weekend writing retreat with my Dallas Public Voices fellows. We had been planning it for months, inspired by the generosity of a kind funder who offered…
A Reflection on Water
What is it about water that always stirs me so? How strangely opposite it is from air, I think to myself. You can’t live without either, but as you breathe in each – one sustains and the other drowns. How can either be more natural than the other if your survival depends…