Roots and Wings
Mapping My Taiwanese-American Identity
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Dear Inklings,
We ruminated on the question of what home means in this discussion. Afterwards, I wanted to write about it some more, especially as it’s been a number of years since I’ve been able to “return” to my home country of Taiwan. I still don’t know when we’ll be able to go again.
In today’s letter, I reflect on bits of my cultural background, including the losses of having grown up in America, and posit the question: What makes an identity and at what point do labels put us back in a box?
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