Out of many things in life, I feel that there are a few absolutes that cannot be overlooked. For one, I know that who I am as a person reflects my background. And for me, that background is sixteen years in Southern California.
For two of those years, I lived in a small apartment in Downtown LA, for one in a small condominium in the same area, for seven in an urbanized desert, and for six, and counting, in a sleepy little bougie area in the mountains.
This experience of being uprooted constantly, moved from public schools to private schools, back to public school- in small little towns to blazing hot deserts to crowded cities- all of it built who I am today. As a Korean-American girl in California, this change of scenery, despite it being within a 100 mile radius, has shaped me and my cultural experience into one like no other.
I am then forced to ask myself: What about my parents? My mother, living in Korea for the majority of her life, moving here and giving birth to me a mere year later; my father, who sporadically moved between Korea and America for business. What about them? How has this drastic change, this immigration, affected their lives? Certainly for me, moving 35 miles away from my home in 2011 was life altering. How would 6,000 change one’s life? In a statistical way, my parents’ move from Korea would be about 171 times more impactful than my own move in 2011. But culture, emotions, and humanity doesn’t work so mathematically.
This makes me wonder. How can I be the product of so much and so little- all at the same time? Nothing is being multiplied, and yet, I am still a product.
Perhaps this comes to show that life can and will find a balance between logic and emotions.