Thursday, 17 November 2011
When I was born the only people that once knew about me were my birth parents and one other person. Nobody else knew that I was to be born, I don't even know if they even expected me to be alive when I was born to start with let alone survive and continue to live on. But I did, although I did spend my first 100 days in an orphanage so my birth parents never had a chance to bond with me, or create memories with me. All they had was blurred memories and hope...
Therefore it might seem strange that I feel so strongly about my birth family since we logically have nothing else in common other then a last name and some unknown DNA. Some days I still wonder if the parents and the siblings that I meet truely are my birth family, it's sometimes hard for me accept it as the truth... I don't know exactly why, could be because I never had the slightest memory or recollection of them but what do you expect from a newborn baby.
I guess that I managed to turn things around, seeing that my birth parents might not even have been aware of my health status.But I wasn't stillborn or dying or seriously sick, I was fine. I guess I was born as an underdog but now I'm pretty pleased with my life.
Now I appreciate the little things in life and I try to approach every day with a smile.
(c) Taste of Kimchi, Elle
Korean War Baby: Everyone has their own story, we can learn from ready other’s and find where our OWN story might be similar or different. The KWB has found that he cannot judge them, THAT is THEIR experience and they own it. Each of us though should respect and learn what we can from others, recognize that we are different yet have similarities. Take what we can and help improve our own life and those we have contact with. Thank you Elle for sharing your story.
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