Those of us who grew up with a Korean mom would confusedly try to write out this term of endearment in holiday cards. We all had our own spellings, but the love expressed was all the same. And anyone who grew up with a mother who seemed like a Wonder Woman in her own right, had an Oma.
To me, a New Generation Oma, is a woman who embodies the same tireless love but through a slightly modified lens. Maybe the traditional beliefs aren’t all the way there, or the actions to “save face” aren’t as vital, but that commitment to family and self-awareness sustains.