From Minsoo’s Mother

Son. Every time I think about this word ‘son’, the feeling I get is not one of relish or anticipation. 

I remember when you were younger, you often obediently followed your sister, who was older than you by just a year, around. Even though you were only younger than her by a year, you still took to calling her, “Noona! Noona!” and got along very well with her.You are a good son who is behaved very well and gave umma very little trouble. You had a lot of aegyo; you were better than your sisters at fighting for umma’s attention and was a child who was very good at making people happy. You were always the one who would snuggle and cuddle with umma.

When you first started out on this path, I often had doubts in my head, thinking, “Will he make it big? Will he be able to do it?” And to you, my son, who endlessly trained, and practised and pushed his body to the limit, I did not have any comforting or encouraging words.

“Right now, you are standing at a place in this world which that many people can only dream about. Therefore, you have no reason to complain or be unhappy about this; you must keep fighting, keep pushing yourself and keep working hard!”

I only gave you such comments, words that I thought would spur you, push you to work towards greater heights.

In response to my words, I know you often felt hurt and sad.

Not long ago, I told you that I had gone for a check-up a few days before and that results came out and the doctors suspect that I may have thyroid cancer.

Every day, I constantly hope that you, my son, will be able to quickly, quickly mature and grow into a much stronger man and person. Son, I spend every single day worrying and worrying about whether you are living properly or whether your promotions are going well. But you are always there for me, comforting me and dispelling my worries.  

You said, “Medicine nowadays is very advanced; your illness will definitely be cured.”

I heard your words and I felt that you have grown into a very strong and reliable man.

‘I keep forgetting that you will not be able to stay my side for my whole life to encourage and push me.’ When I saw your heart-wrenching status on KaKao Talk, in that moment, my heart hurt.

For now, I’m very lucky not to have cancer but I still have to return to the clinic every 3 months for them to check and monitor my condition.

In order to be sensitive towards my feelings and to make me not worry, you always put on a smile in front of umma no matter how tired you are and never ever displayed any signs of exhaustion. Your sensibility makes me feel proud and touched, but at the same time, guilty and remorseful

My child, thank you. I love you. 

To my reliable and capable son,

Umma.

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