But I grew up speaking Korean, and I do think that language is a home. You know, there’s this Korean word, jeong, which means connection or intimacy. And I feel that jeong when I speak Korean with my family or my relatives—or even when I hear it on the street. There’s just so much meaning and nuance when I hear a word in Korean that gets lost when it’s translated. At the same time, I associate a lot of pain that with the Korean language too. And it’s funny you were saying that, Alex, about your father not wanting you to learn Korean, because I don’t have any interest in teaching Korean to my daughter. And my husband is always asking me why; why not send her to Korean school? I’m like, Why saddle her with that baggage? I just feel there’s something with the Korean language, where there’s a lot of emotional baggage to it.