![]() ![]() It is missing someone I never knew, but whom I wanted desperately to be a part of my life. It is the incompleteness that I struggle with. She has been a Bush Artist and McKnight Writing Fellow. She is faculty in English at Minneapolis College, where she teaches writing. ![]() It is challenging to articulate and impossible to find words in any language to describe what it’s like to long for a family that was supposed to be, when I am grateful for and fiercely love the family I have. Shannon Gibney is a writer, educator, activist, and the author of See No Color, a young adult novel that won the Minnesota Book Award in Young People’s Literature. When I miscarried, I experienced yet another loss of a person who was a part of me. I could only imagine what it would be like to finally look at another person’s face and see myself reflected back. As a Korean adoptee, raised in a white family, I longed to have babies that were related to me. It is hard to describe what it’s like to lose someone I never saw outside of my body, never held, never grew to know or love, but whom I felt intimately attached to and who was already connected to my husband and son. ![]() I think this also applies to miscarriage. “A friend tells me that the experiences we have in other countries are untranslatable. ![]()
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