The Family Built

Here I go again! I am starting another blog and this time, I will keep up with it! I did fairly well in the beginning of www.southkoreadaughter.blogspot.com (about leading up to my visit back to South Korea and my orphanage)... however, I did fall off at the end. The trip was great... but very emotional and exhausting. I will absolutely go in further detail soon and I do plan on making my way back to South Korea again. In this blog, I want to share my personal goals and journeys that I am about to embark upon. This blog is to help me sort myself out as I have gone through major life changes in recent times including the passing of my adoptive mom (just mom for me), the birth of our first child, a boy, and me quitting my job to try and find something I am passionate about. So really, it is for me... you don't have to continue reading :D!

As many of you know, I am a South Korean adoptee from Seoul, South Korea. I came to the orphanage at age 4, arrived in the USA at age 5 and been blessed to have a great life thus far, with its' major ups and major downs of course. Please feel free to check out my other blog www.southkoreadaughter.blogspot.com, it provides more detail in my back story. Families come in all different ways: sizes, gender, ethnicity, formats, colors, shapes... I could go on. I think these pictures describe it the best :D!

Love doesn't care about any of this. Love should be all encompassing, and I am living proof that LOVE has no boundaries. I was brought up on two different kinds of love, the 'love' that had to let me go and the 'love' that was there to catch me. To say I am not curious about my past would be false. I am curious, and in fact, I am taking steps to search for any family I may have (more on this in future posts). BUT - it is not because I feel that I have this hole to fill... not at all. I am blessed. I was the lucky one that had my bucket topple over with love; all sorts of love. Love from my new mom, love from adults that considered me as their own, love from friends, love from co-workers, love from teachers... in fact, it is very hard to list all the people who have helped loved me and build my life. I got special treatment because of 'over-love'... is that a thing? :D Maybe explains why I can be a bit selfish and immature at times...oops!

It is simply because I am curious - what did my biological parents look like? How was my life in Korea from 0-5? Do I have any biological family and do they need help? Can I offer them love and help them financially, if they need it? That is the truth, I was loved so well that all I want to do is share it. I feel that I do live each day sharing love; being kind and happy, and trying to make people smile. I want to search for any biological family that I may have, to see if they need smiles and love too. My mom left a lasting impression upon me; be kind, be thoughtful and know that you are loved. Families are built; they are not made nor are they bought. They are not created in a test tube, or sealed by the signing of papers and exchanging of money, or by unprotected sex. Families mean a consistent showing of LOVE. Families mean their love will not waver, even when you kick and scream, and tell them you hate them or they are the worst people alive. Families mean they are going to be there for you, in your ups and downs. Families mean they will make you smile, drive you nuts, make you cry... but make you laugh afterwards. Perhaps my biological family weren't so lucky, and I could be their family, and the kind of love that they may be searching for too.

Stay tuned for updates on searching for my biological family, as well as my new career I will be taking on, and learning more about the Korean culture! Thanks for taking the time to read this, and hopefully you were entertained a little :D!

With love, Jessica (Eun Joo)