As I crossed into my fifties,I realized how fiercely I had been living.
I pushed forward without looking around, and only now do the things around me begin to feel precious.
My daughter, my wife—who stresses me out and whom I stress out in return—and myself, the person I’ve carried through all these years.
About myself… maybe you live, and then you die, and that’s it.
Everyone lives, everyone dies.
That’s how life goes.
But the “me” who has endured everything, the mind that has held all my thoughts, and the soul that has carried me through every moment—those things are finally starting to feel precious.
It’s not about life or death.
It’s about realizing that I’ve never truly lived from within myself.
I’ve never really lived as my genuine self. Now, at this point in life, I find myself looking back.
My family, my life, 이야기에 대해서 내가 살고 있는 52이나 되면서 내가 살고 있는 삶에 대해서 다시 음 반성하면서 일기를 쓰려고 한다.
나의 모든 인생을 뭐 고리타분한 이야기일 수도 있는데 만약에 읽어 주셨다면 음 고개 숙여 감사합니다.
꽉 막힌 퇴근길에서 문득 나를 위해 일기를 써야겠다고 생각한 결심의 자리에서
And yes—I’m Korean.
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