Where do I even begin? I know I tend to say this after every trip, but my recent trip back to Taiwan was truly one of the best. Maybe there wasn’t the excitement of seeing the panoramic volcanic view in Santorini, being surrounded by fairy-tale castles in Prague, or sipping (chugging?) mezcal on a beach in Tulum, this trip left me feeling more centered – I might even say, it helped clarify some questions I’ve been pondering on and is guiding me towards a direction I want to go for my near future.
Sounds unreal? I would argue that’s the power of being “home”. As a TCK (Third Culture Kid, a term used to refer to people raised in a culture other than their parents’ for a significant part of their life) who has lived in various countries and attended schools with people from 50+ different countries, for the longest time I have come to accept that “where are you from” is not an easy question to answer and that I won’t feel 100% fit-in in any culture. Although this sentiment still rings true (for which I feel grateful for and it has hugely shaped who I am today), I can confidently say that I feel much closer to and proud of my Taiwanese heritage. After all, this is where I was born and spent all my childhood years in.
My hopes and dreams for the future as a kindergarten graduate (on slide 3) is seriously everything. 😂 May I always find simple happiness and be fearlessly confident👻… And thank you Nora, for always being by my side. 👯🎂🎉🎈. . "I hope I will remember my teachers and classmates. I want to be "elevator lady". (Pretty ladies who greet and help press floor buttons in elevators in department stores…very ambitious, I know. And yes, that's a profession in Taiwan.) I hope I can be as beautiful as now when I grow up. I hope I will be lively and cute forever. I hope I can be teacher. I don't want to be sick ever. And I hope I won't get married and won't grow up!" . . #26 #birthdaywishes #yearbook #downthememorylane #childhooddream
Anyways, I guess I can go on and on about how touched or enlightened I’ve felt on this trip, but for the most part, this trip was so endearing because I got to visit places I frequented as a kid, eat food that brought back my childhood memories, and look through piles of albums that mom neatly created and organized throughout the years.