
Children often know their parents first as parents.
They know the rules they enforced, the affection they gave or withheld, the sacrifices they talked about, and the silences they never explained. What children do not always know is who those parents were before raising a family became the defining role of their lives.
Cambodian-American novelist Som Phin built What My Khmer Father Couldn’t Say around a question that can be uncomfortable for adult children to ask: What if you could experience your parent’s life instead of judging it from the outside?
Phin’s answer involves time travel—but not the kind designed to rewrite history.
The novel follows Kravann, a 50-year-old Cambodian-American man who suddenly awakens in the body of his father, Boonsong, in 1985 Bakersfield, California. The experience forces Kravann to confront the man he spent much of his life resenting from a perspective he never expected: Boonsong’s own.
“I wanted time travel to function as an empathy device,” Phin says. “Kravann isn’t going back to fix his father or change everything that happened. He has to live inside the circumstances that shaped him.”
When Survival Becomes a Family Language
Boonsong and his family have escaped the Khmer Rouge and reached the United States, but safety does not immediately become comfort.
Life in California is defined by exhausting labor, financial pressure, cultural displacement, and the responsibility of keeping a refugee family afloat. America represents survival and possibility, but the promise of a new life does not erase what came before it—or guarantee an easy future.
For Kravann, experiencing that reality complicates the version of his father he carried through adulthood.
The distant parent he remembers was once a younger man trying to support a family while navigating a country that offered refuge without necessarily offering belonging. His emotional absence did not emerge in a vacuum.
That does not mean the novel asks Kravann—or the reader—to excuse everything Boonsong did.
Understanding and forgiving are not always the same thing.
“Sometimes we learn what our parents survived and think that means we’re supposed to stop being hurt by what happened to us,” Phin says. “I don’t think it’s that simple. You can understand why someone became the person they did and still acknowledge the ways they hurt you.”
That tension sits at the center of the novel.
An editorial review from Publishers Weekly’s BookLife noted that “Phin succeeds at spotlighting the divides between generations, between Americans and immigrants, and between one’s dreams and one’s reality.”

The Things Immigrant Parents Leave Unsaid
For many children of immigrants, family history arrives in pieces.
There may be stories repeated for years and others that are never told. Children can know that their parents endured war, poverty, displacement, or migration without knowing what those experiences felt like from inside the life of the person who survived them.
Silence itself can become an inheritance.
In What My Khmer Father Couldn’t Say, Phin explores what happens when a child finally encounters the human being behind that silence.
Kravann begins to see Boonsong outside the narrow frame of fatherhood. He sees a refugee, laborer, husband, immigrant, and man carrying responsibilities that his children could not fully understand when they were young.
The setting of 1985 matters because the decade places the family at a particular crossroads. Cambodian refugees were rebuilding lives in American communities while their children were beginning to grow up in a country that would shape them differently from their parents.
One generation was trying to survive America.
The next was learning how to belong to it.
Between them sat questions of language, assimilation, obligation, memory, and what parts of Cambodian identity could survive the distance between generations.
Seeing Parents as Whole People
Phin’s larger body of work frequently returns to Cambodian-American identity, but What My Khmer Father Couldn’t Say approaches it through an intensely personal relationship.
The novel’s speculative premise allows Kravann to do something impossible in ordinary life: encounter his father before decades of resentment hardened their relationship.
That does not transform Boonsong into a saint. It transforms him into a person.
For Phin, that distinction is important.
“I think we sometimes forget that our parents had entire lives before we existed,” she says. “They had fears, disappointments, relationships, dreams, and versions of themselves that their children may never get to meet.”
Time travel makes that hidden life visible.
It also gives Kravann an opportunity to reconsider his own understanding of love. In families shaped by survival, love may not always arrive through verbal reassurance or emotional openness. Sometimes it appears as work, food, shelter, obligation, or a parent exhausting his body because keeping the family alive has become the only language he knows how to speak.
But the novel does not romanticize that cost.
Survival can protect a family while leaving wounds of its own.
What the Next Generation Carries Forward
Although What My Khmer Father Couldn’t Say confronts poverty, displacement, resentment, and generational pain, Phin did not want the story to end in despair.
At its heart, the novel asks whether understanding the past can change what the next generation chooses to carry forward.
BookLife called it a “heartbreaking but hopeful immigrant story [that] dissects father/son dynamics.”
That hope does not come from changing history. It comes from seeing it differently.
Kravann cannot undo what his family endured. He cannot erase every mistake his father made or recover every conversation they never had. What he can do is recognize that Boonsong existed beyond the role of “father”—and that understanding gives Kravann a chance to decide what kind of man he wants to become himself.
For Phin, that may be one of the most important things stories about immigrant families can offer.
Not guilt.
Not easy forgiveness.
Curiosity.
The willingness to ask who our parents were before they became the people we remember.
About Som Phin
Som Phin is a Cambodian-American novelist and the author of more than 35 novels spanning historical fiction, literary fiction, fantasy, romance, and speculative fiction. Her work frequently explores Cambodian history, diaspora identity, family, cultural memory, and belonging.
Readers can explore What My Khmer Father Couldn’t Say and Phin’s other novels at somphin.com
