This year is the start of my birth family search. From an orphanage in South Korea to the great chill of Minnesota I became who I am today. Though as blessed my life has been since my beginning here in the US; I still wonder who I was and where I came from.
So starts my journey to discovery. To not discover who I am, but who I was. I do not search for answers of "why". Why was I given up for adoption or why my life was chosen to be blessed beyond others. I search of who I was, where I came from, and who do I thank for a new beginning at life that could have tragically ended if I staid where I once belonged.
Since my participation at the "Passport to Korea" event held at the Mall of America supported by NoPak Organization, I have grown this desire to return to where I once came from. To discover what I have missed all these years growing up as a Midwest Minnesotan. To encounter what I would have lived by if I staid with my culture and my heritage. To learn about the food, the customs, the history and the society that once was to reach what it now is.
Growing up as a Midwest farm girl I did not grow up with the traditions of my culture. I grew up like a normal "All American" cowgirl. With my trusty steed...aka Champy the mutt and my ponies out back. I did not grow up with bulgogi or kimchi. I had steak and potatoes often and the all mighty meatloaf. Now I desire to get back to my roots and experience like a tourist in my own, once was, back yard.
This year is the year I find my inner child and get back to where I once belonged. I anticipate the story line that will develop and the experiences I will gain along the way. Documentation is in my blood along with doing some killer manicures with designer nails.
With the help of www.KoreanBridge.org founded by Mr. Jon Huston, my desire to find what once was is on the road to reality. Ready to blow this popsicle stand to travel some muddy, rocky, roads...so I envision.