The mood's so different today. What meant as a pleasant surprise turned into a sad ceremony. We attended his uncle's funeral. I could see his aunt's sorrows under her smiles as she chatted with us and played with D. No masks can ever be thick enough to hide that. His two beautiful nieces... Their once twinkling eyes looked glassy and distant. Tears must have washed away their porcelain complexions too.
Depression had driven his uncle to take this path. I can never fathom these roots of complex situations. I've always yearned to move to Korea with my family. Yet, the Koreans always tell me that it's stressful to live here. Everyone is fighting hard to make a living. Market's saturated with graduates. Being armed with a degree doesn't guarantee one with a good paying job anymore. What will D's future be like if he lives in Korea?
I see my 'picture perfect' in a different light now.
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