I journey 8,500 miles to meet you. It takes two days and two planes. When we see each other, we cry and rush to embrace. In your arms, I feel your cautious hands caressing my hair, patting my back. It’s like they can’t believe I’m real. When you push me away to look at my face, yours is contorted in sorrow and guilt. I give you a smile to say it’s okay. Your baby girl, the one you left on the street one April morning 31 years ago, forgives you. We leave the airport reunited as Father and Daughter.
LuLu Grant is a transracial Chinese adoptee writer and ESL teacher who lives in Mexico. She has words in Hippocampus Magazine.