From Korea with Love

"I carry your heart with me… always."


My Husband’s Serenade

1Last night, my husband tortured me with his ridiculous singing.

KHAN: Na na na na na
ME: Honey, if you’re only going to sing nanana, I think you’d better sleep.
KHAN: I’m singing our family song.

My husband’s family name is “Na”, sometimes pronounced as “Ra” in Korean.

When he got tired of our “family song”, he belted out:

KHAN: (to the tune of “The Finger Family”) Mr. Handsome, Mr. Handsome, where are you? (pointing to himself) Here I am, here I am…
ME: Honey, do you really think you’re handsome?
KHAN: Yes, everybody tells me.
ME: You are so…
KHAN: Boastful
ME: Yes, to the nth degree! Can we sleep now?
KHAN: Wait, I have a song for you.
ME: It’d better be good.

He moved towards me and gently touched my cheek.

KHAN: You are so beautiful to me… you are so beautiful to me…

I’ve always imagined my husband singing that to me on our wedding day, but the man I married can’t carry a tune. Last night, though, he sang it with all his heart. He couldn’t remember all the lyrics, but he kept singing the only line he knows: “You are so beautiful to me…”

Under the pallid moonlight coming through our window, I listened to my husband’s sweet singing. As our arms entwined, I sang the rest of the song with him:

“You’re everything I hope for… you’re everything I need… You are so beautiful to me.”

When one has once fully entered the realm of love, the world – no matter how imperfect – becomes rich and beautiful, it consists solely of opportunities for love. ~~~ Soren Kierkegaard (1813 – 1855)


A Letter to Daddy (on Father’s Day)

Dear Daddy,
daddyI remember when I was young, you sat me on your lap, and you said that someday I will meet somebody I will fall in love with. It doesn’t matter whether or not he is rich or handsome or has a degree… as long as he is a good man and he will love and respect me; make me happy and won’t hurt me.

Daddy, I married that man. I love him and he loves me dearly. We respect each other despite our differences. We laugh and cry together, but most of our days are filled with laughter. He makes me happy and takes good care of me. I care about him a lot, so I try to be the good wife Mommy was to you.

Sometimes I tell him, he reminds me of you… when he rubs my tummy every time it hurts… when he tucks me in and sings to me when I can’t sleep… when he tells me a cheesy joke… when he lectures me about something without raising his voice or sounding authoritarian.


You have never met him, but I’m sure you would have liked him if you did… and he would have liked you, too.

Thank you for that day you sat me on your lap and told me one of the most important lessons on “finding true love”. Though you couldn’t be there to walk me down the aisle on my wedding day, at least I know that the man I married is the kind of man you want me to spend the rest of my life with… so don’t you worry about your baby girl. I’m happy, Daddy. You will always see me smile. =)

I love you and I often remember you and everything you have taught me.

Much love from your daughter who misses you,