I don't know how other daughters tell their parents they have had abortions,
but this is how I'm doing it.
Hi mom and dad,
I don't have many memories from when we first immigrated to America in 1993, but I know many of the stories. And somehow, these tales have become as much a part of me as the ones I do remember.
I remember the treat of one orange a week, because oranges are expensive but you made sure I grew up knowing the taste of citrus.
I remember my childhood photos where the print of the pillowcase matched the print of my pants because grandma was smart and knew how to be thrifty with fabric.
I remember mom the first time I saw blood in a trashcan and you said it came from you and that, one day, it would come from me too.
I remember the games we played when we blindfolded you, dad, and spun you as mom and I ducked just out of arm's reach laughing uncontrollably.
I remember, mom, you looking at me and asking "what does mother mean to you?" and I answered "peaches".
I remember, dad, you picking me up from preschool excited to teach me something about cars but when we got outside there was already a ticket on your expired license sticker.
Mom, I remember the beam of your headlights on my bedroom wall late at night after you tucked me to sleep as you went to take night classes.
But what I really remember are the lessons of humanhood you taught me.
Mom, how the health of our heart and the upkeep of our spirit is just as important as the health of our body.
Dad, that resilience, simplicity and clarity is all we need in order to travel light and travel far.
Mom, that the greatest form of strength comes in the courage to stay soft, the bravery to still care time and time again.
Dad, that our roots matter, where we come from matters, the soil that molded our bodies matter.
I don't know how else to share that I created this story for you. I didn't know how else to do it than this.
This is the scariest thing I have ever done. But I am surrounded by such good people, mom and dad, I am not alone. The page you are about to open below has my entire heart on my sleeve. Please still hold me after you open it.