December 19, 2019-
After a delicious and congenial dinner, this evening, three of us watched a heartwarming Korean film: “Little Forest”. It concerns a year in the life of a young woman, returning to her childhood home, from a less than successful foray into the capital city, Seoul.
The seasons play out, beginning with winter, as she regains a sense of who she is, with random help from a couple of childhood friends. Her thoughts often go back to her absent mother, who is revealed to have left, in search of her own identity.
Essentially, the film shows that one’s parents, especially one’s mother, never really leave. All the life lessons are ever present, as a grown child employs skills both consciously adopted and subliminally imparted. This is the true meaning of the common saw: “I’ve become my mother (or father).
I see a little of both my parents in myself. From my Dad, came an easy grace around people, a love of family gatherings, and a desire to learn from my mistakes. From my Mom came a love of knowledge, a basic regard for all people, irrespective of their station in life, a sane and intelligent patriotism, the ability to look beyond my own interests and yet, to put family first.
Mother is still very much alive, yet even when the time comes for her soul to take its flight, she will remain, just as my father has. No parent, no ancestor, ever really leaves a child, a descendant, behind.