ŌĆ£My heart is still pounding because IŌĆÖm scared of the sun rising as I put your picture by my head and hug your cell phone when I fall asleep. You asked me did I know how much you love me, and now, whenever I go into your bedroom, I always think about how I can ever let you go, my number one treasure who left before I did,ŌĆØ she wrote. ŌĆ£When I saw hundreds of people and friends who loved you at the funeral, I thought, ŌĆśMy Ji Han had a wonderful life,ŌĆÖ and I felt even more devastated and couldnŌĆÖt find the meaning of life anymore.ŌĆØ ŌĆ£IŌĆÖm enraged and bitter. I love you, my son. I respect you, son. I miss you, son. IŌĆÖm proud of you, son. CanŌĆÖt we ever see each other again? Please, God, take me instead of Ji Han. I beg you.ŌĆØ She concluded her letter by saying, ŌĆ£Son, I hope you are happy and at peace where there is no pain. Mom will follow you.ŌĆØ
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