We went to the room number we’d been given at the assigned time. It was a large room with many young women working at desks. When one approached, I said my daughter’s (Korean) name and she went to get my daughter’s caseworker. While we waited, a woman entered with a baby on her back, tied to her back with a podaegi, the quilt-like traditional Korean baby carrier. I recognized both of them from the video we’d been sent. I bowed and said hello in Korean. Then we did a lot of nodding and smiling until the social worker came. I … Continue reading →