April 25, 2017
I remember that conversation… The one that made me find silence again. I had been trying so hard to express myself, trying so hard to find someone who could hear what I was trying to say… You took me by…
I want to call you husband, but I do not even know your name.
I will call you Prometheus in this letter- for Ayn Rand’s character in the book Anthem. I chose this name because you are my beacon of light, guiding me…
This passage is a personal request… Help me make my mother proud of the life and decisions she was forced to make as a child in South Korea.