Friday, August 12, 2011

Reflections

Gayoung tells me that when I’m in the presence of my family,  I become beautiful.  I’m inclined to believe her, because I have cherished these past few days with family gathered from all over.  I think I’ve been looking forward to that part, just having family, friends, and loved ones close, even more than the wedding.

Ah, but the wedding.  Tomorrow I marry my best friend of nearly ten years.  He has been with me through my darkest hours, his love shining like a beacon of light, his loyalty like a pillar of strength.  He has seen me through my absolute worst, and helped me become my absolute best.

I look back at the past few years and marvel at the journey that’s taken me to where I am now, all of it with Amul at my side.  I live in San Francisco, a mile away from the beach where Olivia and I can be found romping on any given afternoon.  I have Omma, Gayoung, and all the Imos in Korea.  I am working with some amazing people in the Korean American and Korean adoptee communities.  I wander the halls of academia, working with some of the most brilliant minds, and my colleagues are as close as family.

Thoreau wrote, “Go confidently in the direction of your dreams.  Live the life you imagined!” That has been my credo over the years, I wear a bangle on my wrist with the words stamped  in block letters to always remind me.  And yet,this life is far fuller, far more than anything that I could have imagined.

Thank you, thank you, to all who have made me who I am today.