Such a loaded question… so much history… so much pain of memories wanting to forget but never forgetting. No wonder my parents never went into details. 1. They didn’t want to and 2. they couldn’t show me. People, me included, have this delusional idea of what it’s like to be a refugee. Oh yea! YouContinue reading “Where are you from?”
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Off to a New Life
Dad didn’t talk much. When he did, he liked to talk about current events and cooking. He was an amazing chef. I always wished I could cook like Dad. He made this delicious steak with a lemon grass spicy fish sauce dip. I remember right before Dad passed, my brother tried to replicate it butContinue reading “Off to a New Life”
Where do I come from?
I always thought this simple question was only something I asked. But, as I’ve aged, I realize this is a very common question. It’s a simple question, but then again, sometimes it’s not. The answer could be so simple as Mommy and Daddy made you. I spent years trying to figure it out because myContinue reading “Where do I come from?”
