come with me and let me hold your hands while we sit in our combined sorrow about what it truly is to be a girl, a woman, in your twenties, in love, in search of a purpose, a child of immigrant parents and a complicated person with big feelings.even though it is a difficult task to capture these feelings that accompany a lot of our experiences in words, and even though i know words will never be enough, i promise you i have tried my best.is it better to be cursed with yearning for a place far away or to not have a home at all and spend your life searching for it?what makes us persevere,...