Paper, books, gloves, writing utensils, photographs and letters.
Those are the things that are left to me.
So that's why it's like that.
The things I have kept and cannot throw away until now are photographs and handwritten letters I received from other people.
--- p.7

Now that I think about it, while we were living in the persimmon tree house, the four of us in my family lived in extreme poverty and hardship, but I think we lived the most meaningful time of our lives.
The most important thing is that you two children grew up in that house.
--- p.116

I want to tell my father, who is sorry that we can't go on a family trip, this.
On my birthday, June 26, 1979, my father and I met and we have been traveling together ever since.
So I think this trip is enough for me now.
I really enjoyed this trip with my father.
--- p.191

The day you got married, your father couldn't control his emotions and cried a lot.
It wasn't just that I shed tears, it seemed like I cried a lot and it was obvious to other people.
That's what my dad said.
He is a person with some shortcomings.

--- p.198

So, Min-ae, live for yourself, live for your children, live for your husband, and live for the students you teach, just like you have always done.
If you live like that every day, you will be granted a better life, a life that is more generous, comfortable, warm, beautiful, and bright.
--- p.226

Life is difficult and painful for everyone.
Days of hardship come and go.
That's why we need each other's comfort.
I need help.
No matter how difficult the day is, if I think that there is someone who is having it harder than me or that there is someone by my side, the hardship and suffering will be a little lighter.
--- p.249

I hope you live each day with meaning and beauty.
Schoolwork is already a struggle, so there's no need to write a separate letter to Dad.
I wrote this letter because I felt like I wouldn't be able to convey my father's feelings if I didn't write a letter like this.
It seems that my father is a weak and feeble-hearted lyricist.
--- p.261

To my precious father.
One day, when I was crying, my father said to me,
The rain will stop someday.
Anything that happens will pass if you endure it.
These days, I think about those words and feel grateful every day.
My father has endured so many things and survived.
So maybe that's why I have more faith in the word "endure."

--- p.312