My wife, Heesun

My second son once told me, “I remember mom sitting with me when I was eating. She just sat there watching me eating, smiling, saying nothing.”

My wife, Heesun, was a woman like that. She did not talk much. Her silence, however, was comforting, not a sullen silence.

My mother, who comes to my place often to help me, never stops talking while we are having dinner. “Eat this, eat that, try this one, this one is good for health.” Sometimes, I want to say, “please stop talking. let me just have dinner quietly.” Of course, I don’t say that because she suffered much in her life from unhappy marriage.

Anyway, I am amazed how good, wonderful woman my wife was. I just did not know it fully when she with me. I will never have a woman like her in my life again.