S is the first letter of her name. She was born in 1933, when Korea was under the colonial of the Imperial of Japan. Her hometown was unclear, but it is said she grew up in Gwangju(the place of Korean 5.18 Democratic Movement). 'S' married a politician man and had several children. It is also unknown why she divorced and went to Daegu with one of her children.
She lived alone after her daughter married. It was around her 47 when her her daughter married with a business man. Her daughter's name begins with 'M'. After 'M' bore two daughters, She decided not to have more child. But when their first daughter turned 8, her husband and she changed their minds. Therefore, I met this world. The last one was a boy, and it was me. I was fostered by S and M.
S passed away 23th January, 2018. My family and I just came back from 3-day funeral rites. Feeling exhausted lamentation, I sat and tried to reminisce about her, my grandmother S, but I realized that my memory of her is only tiny pieces that can not be combined all together, but definitely, she was alive all through my life. She has gone now, I can not reach her to ask anymore.
This motivated me to write down about my family. I will talk about any time of my life if it is related to my family member. It will go not only by their names but also some things,, for example my suit,, my watch,.., or some food my sister liked much,.., anyway this post will be the good prelude of my irregular post for my long term memory.
However, I will not include some sad cliché, especially because I write this in English. Western culture, as far as I know, welcome 3rd world tragic family story. It seems like they enjoy that kind of story telling for their hegemony or propaganda. They somehow embrace different culture, but seemingly failed always with their discrimination. I could put many episodes of the period of Japanese occupation or Korean war, but I never want to help anyone to consume some Asian image in this story. Not everyone in the Sudan is poorer than somebody in Korea, also not everyone in the US or Europe is happier than people in a less civilized country. Like that, I did not grew up in a family like 'Please Look After Mom'.
