Summer 1979
Now that I think about it, several thoughts come to mind.
The first thought that comes to mind is whether he knew it or not, and the second thought was what kind of guts it was.
It was really good back then, and when I look back on it, I think it is like a fairy tale, although it looks sloppy.
Maybe that's why, although it's not a fairy tale about the way you've lived and lived well, you can think of it as a fairy tale that tells you that you've been happy because you've been working hard.
I tried to live truthfully, I tried to live hard, I tried to do my best in reality even though I put my dreams in the future, and only then I thought that I could live well later. There was one more, and I wanted to live more diligently if possible, and thanks to that, it was a series of happy days, even though each day was hard.
I thought that being together was happiness and everything in the world, and to become the protagonist of my life, I had to work hard like a fairy tale story, not a life that bursts with blood.
Maybe it was because of her mother that she was able to live like that.
The person who gave me the wisdom of life is my mother and the person who has influenced me the most in my life.
Saying this may lead to misunderstanding that this is not her friend Mama Boy, but it is not at all.
It is a story that I always think that I am not just a mother, but a great teacher in my life.
Because of that influence, they may be living a fairy tale-like life today, or they may be doing things that are only imagined in fairy tales.
Now that I think about it, I don't know if every block of my life was filled like that.
In fact, my mother did not give birth to me once, but she gave birth to me twice.
If my first birth came into the world through her mother's body, I think my second birth is marriage.
If it wasn't for her mother, I wonder if she would have been my second birth.
One day in the summer of 1976, when it was exceptionally hot, I greeted my parents, saying, “This is this person,” and then went to the army.
And after serving in the military for about 34 months, they got married right away after being discharged from the military.
It wasn't that he was ready to eat or could afford to live with the help of his parents, but he did.
I think I did it without worrying about whether I would be able to live without eating whatever I did if I worked hard.
I got married in a state where I wasn't prepared for how to live my life, and I ran and ran all the way through my life, but even thinking about it now, I think it was very brave.
Being so brave is not because you are ignorant and courageous, but the idea that love makes you brave, and I think that idea is still valid today.
What I'm trying to talk about in this passage is that my mother gave me even my second birth. I've been in the military for a few months and now it's only a few months.
No, now that my mandatory military service period is not 2 years, not 20 months, but 18 months, I suddenly feel like I have lost a lot of money.
And what is this? It doesn't even have a date calculator at all, so when I calculated it, it's 547 days of service these days.
Divided by 30 days, it is 18.23 months, which seems to be really uninhabited by 18 months.
Then, when I think about how much I did, it is 1019 days.
To calculate this as a month, divide by 30 to get 33.97.
Haha, I've never thought that my military service was wasted or unfair, but looking at it today, I don't know what this is, I'm also thinking that we shouldn't be giving something to the military pension system.
In any case, during that time, the mother had been doing a dreadful entertainment, not a simple one, on behalf of her son.
Thanks to that, they got married right after being discharged and are still together on the 15341th day.
But 15341 days is how many years it is, and when I calculate it, it is 42 years.
It's a story that we lived together for 42 years, but the years passed so quickly that I wondered if we really lived together like that.
So, I improvised Hansoo.
I said so
Like an arrow that left the bowstring
It's just fast
Arrows leaving the protest
I thought it was just fast
Falling is a moment
is life like that
Came in a moment
Life in a flash
Sometime
Near the sky
The hoarfrost fell hazy.
Composing an impromptu poem is not a letter to commemorate the 42nd anniversary.
It seems to contain only the futility of time, so I think that this is not the case
I will have to try it again with a grateful heart.
So I try to build it again.
Years together
Long and long
Those years
What do you think you did
I was the needle
You were a thread
Poor sewing
without bruises
Become a thread and follow me
It's a luxury, even if
Even if it's pretty, it's a luxury
If you have achieved something
Became a thread
It's yours
no matter how much
Even if it's a good needle
If there is no thread, there will be no thread...
Yes,
Her wife was a thread to me, a sloppy needle, and always wove my back.
It makes me think that the days I've lived so far are like a fairy tale.
It's always been that way since the summer of 1979 today.
Thanks to that, I am who I am today.
Thank you.
2021/06/14
Fortune