We are only visiting
One of my first memories of flying was a trip from South Korea to the US in 1983. New York to be more specific. Only being 6 years old, I was absolved of being responsible for the luggage check in, carrying any tickets and passports. Honestly, I don’t remember much apart from saying some goodbyes at the gate to boarding the plane. And, when we finally got seated, I do remember looking out the window and asking my mom “Where are we going?” She replied “We are going to visit your 큰이모 (aunt) in America.” As of 2026, I want to confirm that we are still ‘visiting’!
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To be fair, it’s a 14 hour flight . It was probably wise for my mom not to tell me we are leaving the only place and people I have known for the whole 6 years of my life and going to live in a place I have never seen or been to half way around the world.
