stuck on salutation
stuck on salutation There I sat, watching the spacer blink in front of me, over and over and over again. I had a million things I wished to write and ask, but when the time came, I couldn't write a single word. I was attempting to write a letter to my biological mother. My social worker had advised me to prepare a letter and a few photos to send in case she was open to communication. How do I even start this letter, I wondered. Dear...mother? Mom? Or maybe just... hello? Nothing felt right or natural. Maybe I could just skip the salutation and dive right in. But then what do I dive into? My name is...? Do I use my American name or my Korean name? If I couldn't even begin the letter, how could I possibly complete it? I rolled my chair back from my desk and sat with my thoughts for a while. I considered all the things I wanted to know. Why did she give me up? Did she know where my biolo...