I haven't even landed in Korea yet, but the tears have finally begun to flow. I went and saw my brother today to break the news to him. Haven't seen him in 13 years. I've cried more in the last 24 hours, than I have since I was born. It's a bittersweet moment. My brother kept telling me how proud he is of me. I just don't have words to explain my happiness.
Now the realization that I'm going to be closer to my maternal family than even my mom has been in more than 30 years is really hitting me hard. I hope to find my family and meet them more than anything else in the world, but my mom brought up the possibility of them being dead... but you know what, at least I can find closure then. Not only for me, but for my mother too.
This is a dated picture of me (right) and my brother (left) back in a much simpler time. I wish things didn't have to go down the way they did on my birthday in 2001... But as I always say, "You win some, you lose some, you just got to win more often!"
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