I still miss you, but I'm getting up.
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Description
Book Introduction
“At the end of love, life begins again.”
“Care was exhausting me,
“Loss made me stand up again.”
The hearts left behind by those who have left,
The story of the days after longing consumed life.
This book is a record for all of us who live with our emotions gone after losing love.
"I Still Miss You, But I'm Getting Up" is a book that deeply captures the author's inner struggles as she experiences the sudden separation and loss of her family, and the process of rebuilding her heart.
Rather than forgetting the pain, the author decides to see it through to the end.
Apathy, depression, regret, anger, emptiness, and even a faint glimmer of hope.
This book captures the moments lost in the rubble of emotions, and the journey to finding life again.
The sentences contained on each page are fragments of the writer's heart that he salvaged from a time when he felt nothing.
In particular, this book views loss not as something to be overcome, but as an emotion to be lived with.
The times we loved, the weight of longing, the pressure to forget, the moments we pretended everything was okay.
All those experiences never go away.
However, it remains with us, changing its shape and temperature little by little.
“I Still Miss You, But I’m Rising” tells readers who have experienced loss, “The feelings you experienced were not wrong.”
And then he quietly tells them.
That we can live again someday.
Even if there is sadness, even if there are times when you break down.
Because that is the courage of an adult, the continuation of mourning, and the proof of being alive.
For those who want to know how to continue living after loss, those who still miss someone, and those who are struggling under the weight of their hearts, this book will be the most practical comfort and the deepest companionship.
“Care was exhausting me,
“Loss made me stand up again.”
The hearts left behind by those who have left,
The story of the days after longing consumed life.
This book is a record for all of us who live with our emotions gone after losing love.
"I Still Miss You, But I'm Getting Up" is a book that deeply captures the author's inner struggles as she experiences the sudden separation and loss of her family, and the process of rebuilding her heart.
Rather than forgetting the pain, the author decides to see it through to the end.
Apathy, depression, regret, anger, emptiness, and even a faint glimmer of hope.
This book captures the moments lost in the rubble of emotions, and the journey to finding life again.
The sentences contained on each page are fragments of the writer's heart that he salvaged from a time when he felt nothing.
In particular, this book views loss not as something to be overcome, but as an emotion to be lived with.
The times we loved, the weight of longing, the pressure to forget, the moments we pretended everything was okay.
All those experiences never go away.
However, it remains with us, changing its shape and temperature little by little.
“I Still Miss You, But I’m Rising” tells readers who have experienced loss, “The feelings you experienced were not wrong.”
And then he quietly tells them.
That we can live again someday.
Even if there is sadness, even if there are times when you break down.
Because that is the courage of an adult, the continuation of mourning, and the proof of being alive.
For those who want to know how to continue living after loss, those who still miss someone, and those who are struggling under the weight of their hearts, this book will be the most practical comfort and the deepest companionship.
index
prolog.
I picked up the pen for fear that my memory would fade.
Chapter 1.
The breakup began so slowly and so slowly.
1.
That day, the cracks in life seeped through.
2.
The illness that came to you both, the double weight
3.
The father I was familiar with became a stranger.
4.
In this new daily life called caregiving
5.
The shadow of pain that surrounds the family
6.
A helping hand from blogging and learning
7.
Things I learned while enduring painful comfort
Chapter 2.
Between Hope and Despair, My Time with Mom
1.
The never-ending fight
2.
A moment of miracle that came for a moment
3.
Days begin anew, the courage to live again
4.
A time of suffering beyond despair
5.
Last Chuseok with family
6.
A week in a hospice before parting
7.
70th Birthday, Mom, the Star in the Sky
Chapter 3.
Dad, a name that is slowly fading away
1.
My Superman when I was little, my dad
2.
Memories inside the tent, moments like sunshine
3.
The smell of sweet and spicy memories
4.
Love in the name of fairness
5.
Your sincerity in a yellow envelope
6.
That day, my father lost his memory.
7.
In search of the missing father
Chapter 4.
The last goodbye we couldn't have together
1.
The day the nursing home closed
2.
The sorrow of two people who came on the same day
3.
The last dignity of a father who could not be protected
4.
A moment when we couldn't reach each other even though we were family
5.
The name of the person who loved me the most
6.
You quietly went too far that day
7.
Dad, can you hear me?
Chapter 5.
I hope this story reaches you somewhere
1.
To someone who is caring today too
2.
A person as sick as the patient, a caregiver
3.
A small but necessary comma
4.
Letting go of regret and guilt
5.
Time spent together is more important than words of comfort.
6.
Love that continues after a breakup
7.
I'm re-sewing my life with words.
Epilogue.
I'm okay because I can talk about my sadness.
I picked up the pen for fear that my memory would fade.
Chapter 1.
The breakup began so slowly and so slowly.
1.
That day, the cracks in life seeped through.
2.
The illness that came to you both, the double weight
3.
The father I was familiar with became a stranger.
4.
In this new daily life called caregiving
5.
The shadow of pain that surrounds the family
6.
A helping hand from blogging and learning
7.
Things I learned while enduring painful comfort
Chapter 2.
Between Hope and Despair, My Time with Mom
1.
The never-ending fight
2.
A moment of miracle that came for a moment
3.
Days begin anew, the courage to live again
4.
A time of suffering beyond despair
5.
Last Chuseok with family
6.
A week in a hospice before parting
7.
70th Birthday, Mom, the Star in the Sky
Chapter 3.
Dad, a name that is slowly fading away
1.
My Superman when I was little, my dad
2.
Memories inside the tent, moments like sunshine
3.
The smell of sweet and spicy memories
4.
Love in the name of fairness
5.
Your sincerity in a yellow envelope
6.
That day, my father lost his memory.
7.
In search of the missing father
Chapter 4.
The last goodbye we couldn't have together
1.
The day the nursing home closed
2.
The sorrow of two people who came on the same day
3.
The last dignity of a father who could not be protected
4.
A moment when we couldn't reach each other even though we were family
5.
The name of the person who loved me the most
6.
You quietly went too far that day
7.
Dad, can you hear me?
Chapter 5.
I hope this story reaches you somewhere
1.
To someone who is caring today too
2.
A person as sick as the patient, a caregiver
3.
A small but necessary comma
4.
Letting go of regret and guilt
5.
Time spent together is more important than words of comfort.
6.
Love that continues after a breakup
7.
I'm re-sewing my life with words.
Epilogue.
I'm okay because I can talk about my sadness.
Publisher's Review
“The heart that was quietly collapsing
“I started to catch my breath again.”
For those who are trying to live again after loss
The warmest companionship I've ever given
The breakup began so slowly and so slowly.
You realize that everything doesn't end in an instant, but starts very slowly.
It is too late to realize that care has been preparing for separation.
At that time, I knew I would lose love, but I couldn't do anything.
Between Hope and Despair, My Time with Mom
Everyday life was a repetition of moments where faint hope and deep despair intersected.
If only my mother's smile could return for a moment, I would be able to live again.
But really, I was falling apart all this time.
Dad, a name that is slowly fading away
The seemingly solid existence gradually became blurred and quietly disappeared from my memory.
The more I call that name, the more complicated my heart becomes, and words I couldn't say before come to mind.
Love still remains, but the only thing that remains is that we can't hold hands.
The last goodbye we couldn't have together
In the face of an unexpected breakup, I missed the most important moment.
Time had already passed, and the final greeting never arrived.
We all only understand the magnitude of love after it's gone.
I hope this story reaches you somewhere
I hope this record will not be the end, but a beginning for someone.
If you have the will to live again even in the midst of loss, it is already enough.
Because even in the midst of longing and pain, we are slowly rising.
“I started to catch my breath again.”
For those who are trying to live again after loss
The warmest companionship I've ever given
The breakup began so slowly and so slowly.
You realize that everything doesn't end in an instant, but starts very slowly.
It is too late to realize that care has been preparing for separation.
At that time, I knew I would lose love, but I couldn't do anything.
Between Hope and Despair, My Time with Mom
Everyday life was a repetition of moments where faint hope and deep despair intersected.
If only my mother's smile could return for a moment, I would be able to live again.
But really, I was falling apart all this time.
Dad, a name that is slowly fading away
The seemingly solid existence gradually became blurred and quietly disappeared from my memory.
The more I call that name, the more complicated my heart becomes, and words I couldn't say before come to mind.
Love still remains, but the only thing that remains is that we can't hold hands.
The last goodbye we couldn't have together
In the face of an unexpected breakup, I missed the most important moment.
Time had already passed, and the final greeting never arrived.
We all only understand the magnitude of love after it's gone.
I hope this story reaches you somewhere
I hope this record will not be the end, but a beginning for someone.
If you have the will to live again even in the midst of loss, it is already enough.
Because even in the midst of longing and pain, we are slowly rising.
GOODS SPECIFICS
- Date of issue: December 9, 2025
- Page count, weight, size: 176 pages | 128*188*20mm
- ISBN13: 9791173556111
- ISBN10: 1173556117
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