Life has been moving at a whirlwind pace lately, and amidst all the chaos, our family made the big decision to relocate to a new place. It often feels like trying to balance everything is a puzzle with missing pieces. I’ve come to realize that a truly comfortable life isn’t just about convenience—it’s about finding comfort even in discomfort.
Right now, our focus is firmly on building something more stable for the long run, and that pursuit has demanded more sacrifices than we anticipated. Through it all, it’s my wife who has carried the heaviest load—juggling the responsibilities of our home while pouring her heart into raising Norzang. It breaks my heart that she doesn’t get to fully savor the joy of motherhood the way she truly deserves.
She’s the heartbeat of our home, the quiet force that keeps everything running. There’s truly no reason we shouldn’t get along, especially when she embodies such remarkable qualities. And though we occasionally differ in opinion, beneath it all, I hold her in the deepest respect—not only as my life partner but as the exceptional mother of our son. She deserves nothing less than the very best in life.
I often find myself silently giving thanks for her presence in my life. Her health may seem delicate, and her body may sometimes appear weary, but to me, she’s the strongest person I know. Her values, her grace, and her quiet strength inspire me more than I can express.
Every day, I pray for her well-being, for the strength to match the kindness she pours into our world. Fate could not have been kinder to me than when it brought her into my life. Even when things seem uncertain, I find comfort in knowing that I have the best companions on this journey—my extraordinary wife and our beautiful son. With them, everything will eventually fall into place.
On my way to work (8:41am)
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