Surprisingly, my little Korean mom has a favorite Seattle Seahawks player. Who does she prefer to root for? In her words, “Quarter big mouth ha ha.”

A while back, I was reading a magazine when I saw a sidebar mention that South Koreans face extinction by the year 2750 unless they improve their “ultra-low” fertility rate.

The wedding planning is underway, which means my opinionated, stubborn Korean mom has many angry directives about how the day should unfold. Her non-negotiable? Cake.

Jason and I were settling in to watch the Seattle Seahawks face off against the Denver Broncos in the Super Bowl when I received a text from an unexpected fan.

Mom added me on Facebook, setting off a brief but terrifying several-hour-long stretch where I contemplated how difficult it would be to fake my own death and start over in a far-reaching corner of the world.