Her husband died.
They got married in a year before he passed away in a traffic accident.
A heavy-duty truck collided with my husband’s car on Seoul-Pusan highway in dawn.
Even I cannot shed tears.
She finished funeral arrangements having no spirits.

Many people accepted his death and cheered me, but she cannot believe.
It occurred to me that he would go to the sea in hometown with our first son on summer holiday.
She has been pregnant.
She cannot understand the God, and felt bitter against the God.
He tried to live eagerly with a good mind even though they are poor.

She quit attending the church and gave a birth to a baby painfully.
It was a son that husband had longed for.
She visited his hometown with a baby.
The husband was ensconced on the mountain where the east sea is seen.
She showed the husband’s grave to the baby.
The sound of the waves continued ceaselessly.
She felt to hold the husband’s death against the God.
The sorrow to lose husband is greater than the pleasure getting the baby.

“Why didn’t you go to the church?”
After she came down from the mountain, a father-in-law asked.
His voice was sweet and warmhearted.
“I don’t want to go.”
“Why?”
“I blame the God to take husband.”
“But you got such a pretty son.”
“Yes, but I was disappointed.”

When her eyes swarmed with tears before she completed talking.
A father-in-law took her to the flower garden.
Rose, a sun plant, a broad bellflower bloomed there.

“Why don’t you break off a flower you want.”
He opened his mouth with a heavy heart.
She broke off a rose that is in magnificent bloom.
Then, he opened his mouth again.
“Look at this ! I supposed that you would choose it like that.
As we break off the most beautiful flower to decorate, the God takes the most beautiful person to decorate the heaven. Don’t be so sad.”