Find order in the universe.
I was an expat in Korea for some three years. I was there to visit my parents who’d gone back in 1997. When I got back to New York in 2005, one of my first stops was the Oyster Bar in Grand Central Terminal.
I realized right quick that I needed to establish some traditons for myself: Oyster Bar & Noodletown.
The thing about being a displaced person is that you are caught up in a lot of other people’s stories with yours being put on the back burner. Living in Korea for the years that I lived there was both a challenge and a gift, but I knew I couldn’t stay forever.
I am sad about that. I often wonder what would have happened if I had stayed, married a Korean guy, and set up house.
I’d probably be up in my ass with babies and laundry.
But then I wouldn’t have met this guy.
I never told the buried gold
Upon the hill – that lies –
I saw the sun – his plunder done
Crouch low to guard his prize.
––Emily Dickinson, “11”