To the immigrant parents I grew up with:

Dear immigrant parents of childhood friends, Hi. How are you? Have I told you lately your English is incredible? It was really fun growing up with your kid. Maybe I'm still even friends with your kid. Most of my friends from childhood had immigrant parents it seems. It really felt that way, at least. To... Continue Reading →

#ImmigrantParentProblems.

So, for just a minute, humor me. I make an ongoing effort to forget how hard this is. I swallow a lot in order to make the daily grind seem easier. And I try to push away my lucky, amazing, beautiful problems because I know so many people have much worse challenges: poor health... empty... Continue Reading →

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