As a Taiwanese American, I could never quite find my place. I was juggling two different worlds. At home, I would eat delicious Taiwanese beef noodle soup, but then at school eat a PB&J sandwich. I was always embarrassed to invite friends over to my house for fear that they would think that it smelled "gross." When I went to college, however, I slowly began to appreciate my culture. I started to crave my dad's handmade dumplings and sticky rice and even took a Chinese class. Recently, a new friend told me "you're so Asian!" Many years ago, I would have been horrified at this comment, but now, I consider it one of the greatest compliments. I am so proud to be an "ABC" (American Born Chinese) and I know now that God created me to be just that. I am #acceptedbyhim.