She just never got the hang of figuring out what other people would like, so she mostly got other people the thing SHE would have liked to get as a gift.
See, for all her good qualities, mom was a spectacularly bad gift-giver. The one of me sitting in a tree was taken by her, and it has a story.
If you have not thought those things, I take the blame entirely upon myself, because that is the kind of person she showed me to be, and I guess I failed to live up to that. If any of you has ever spent some time with me and come away thinking I'm gentle, or caring, or a good listener, that I'm warm and affectionate, or encouraging, or good with kids, then you have met my mother as well, one step removed. September 8, 2005, was the day my mom left this earth.
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Let US fill out the roll” and took a series of photos that are, to this day, some of my favorite pictures of the youngest three siblings. This day, she had a roll of film, and started doing that, and me, Deb and Dan said, “no, Mom. Consistently bad, uninteresting pictures. Story: When mom wanted to finish a roll of film, she would walk into a room and say “hey everybody” and snap a picture of them all looking over with dull “whaa?” expressions, until the roll was full.
It's not the first time I've written about mom on my blog ( her eulogy is here, and my Jesa post, which is still one of my favorite blog posts that I've ever written, is here, and if you want to know more about Jesa - korea's ritual to honor those who are gone, and the ancestors in particular, you can read about it here, or from Ask A Korean! here.) This was a note I wrote on Facebook, but I think it deserves commemoration on my blog, too.
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