pursuit of promise(?)

I find myself longing to reconcile with the place I was raised in. Only until a few years ago did I realize that I belong in both America and China, living with the accumulation of what used to be clashing beliefs and morals. But no matter what, I feel no betrayal or resentment from either home. In fact, I'm proud of the emerging upstanders who are doing everything in their power to empower others. 

Looking back, I remember all of the gestures from the people who launched us forward. I think of my ancestors from China and Taiwan who are watching over us. I think of what my family has done for my brothers and I to be here in America. I think of the Linlin who they have always accepted and nurtured, the one who is slow with math, mediocre in Mandarin, and passionate about art.

Looking ahead, I know I need to fight for my community, for my family, and for myself.