As I have read these stories of angst and confusion, I have reassured myself that our daughter(s) will have it easier. One of their parents will also have an Asian face, and will be able to empathize with them about what it is like to grow up simultaneously American and Asian. I quite look forward to helping our daughter understand this sense of hyphenation.
But lately, I’ve wondered and worried about how her identity will fall in terms of the categories of
Sometimes when you are hyphenated, you get the best of both worlds: an understanding of both sides, and an understanding of what it means to be both at the same time. And sometimes, you get neither: no solid roots on either side, caught in between. As a great racial reconciler once said, bridges are great things but they do get walked on by both sides. But our daughter will potentially be faced not with having to be a bridge, but having to be a triangle.