These ladies are my longest-term relationships after my family - we met in third grade, before any of us had boobs or jobs or a real sense of self.
We've separated into different life paths since then - and yet it's still surprisingly comfortable and stable, to be surrounded by people that you don't have to explain yourself to because for some reason they just get it.
Also...I'm noticing a pattern here as I reflect on various friends from different phases, LA and Seattle included. All the #korean #immigrantchildren / #firstgeneration / #secondgeneration women I know are some of the most strongest and supportive people I've encountered. On top of owning themselves, they take responsibility for their mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, and children.
They fuel their education and career. They're open-minded yet have high (albeit questionably Korean-judgmental, no one can get away from that ) standards. They are considerate and thoughtful in subtle ways you'll overlook if you don't know how to see. They know how to eat, they know how to dress, they know how to have a good time, and will call you out when a lines been crossed.
That line of thought ended up being longer than anticipated. I guess the TL;DR is that I'm noticing a growing appreciation for a background that I've spent a lot of time running away from.
#tribe #ponder #roots #evolve