I want to know who she was…
How hard was it for her growing up?
What all did she ever want?
Was she born in enslavement?
Where was she when Japan invaded?
How did she feel about the lies of being liberated?
How did she decide between lines?
How did she ever make it to survive through such atrocities and genocide?
Did she die inside every time?
How did she really feel about American G.I.s?
How did a woman of her size terrorize so many lives?
Was she notified of the death of Kim Gu?
What did she think of Syngnam Rhee and Kim Il-sung?
Did she know about the life that grew inside her too?
How many times was she almost killed?
Why did she let men spit on her?
How did she take care of her brothers, sisters, mother, and father?
And all of their sons and daughters?
Was she aware of the everyday massacres and slaughters?
Did she drink enough water!
Did having a son make her feel honored?
How did she make a tough decision of adoption after 12 years?
How many tears did she hold back?
All the time he was gone did she still care?
How did she feel about the first war in Iraq?
Did she know her son was almost sent to that?
When she saw her son again
what did she feel within?
When she saw pictures of me did I fit in?
Did she see inside of me her life would again begin?
How much did she love me?
Why didn’t she ever visit me in this country?
Why didn’t she ask to let me visit her?
Was I still too young to be a visitor?
What is it I still yearn to know of my Grandmother?
I want to know, does she know I love her?
She’s in so many dreams of mine’s
and she’s always been since I’ve been alive.
Halmoni, do you know I love you?
Only do I wish to do the great things you would do.