Japanese, Italian, Irish

I have a long version of my story and a short version. The long version starts with my mom (Italian-Irish) and dad (Japanese) growing up and meeting in Monterey Park, CA. The short version is that two people met and fell in love and here I am :)

Hapa experience-wise it’s pretty funny to be a different color than your parents. One time when I was about 4 years old, my mom and I were walking around the mall when a lady came up and said “God Bless you for adopting” my mom got indignant and was like “She’s mine! I spent 6 hours in labor with her!”