Yoon Mirae. Mirae meaning fortune, beauty and future. It described my mother wondrously because in my eyes my mother was beautiful.
Then one day, she decided she needed more fortune.
She needed more money, I guess - to fill whatever kind of void that she had in order to mourn her son.
But didn't we all have to mourn some way or another?
Was money really the only solution?
I can't escape the thoughts that run through my mind like a never ending treadmill.
At first, there were letters, text messages, words of apologies that didn't mean s**t to me. I guess my anger and grief over the loss of Joon made me burn and incinerate them all: All any explanations she tried to convey. It was just all noise to me but one day, it stopped.
Shush.
Quiet and nothing- just static from my own mother
