My mother is a bit of a diva. She has admitted this before, and the reason for this is that she used to be a beauty queen when she was growing up in South Korea. She never divulged this information until I was a pimply-faced teenager that was awkwardly trying to fit at school. I remember thinking, “Geez, why didn’t I get your genes? I look like Dad.” (No offense, Dad!)
Here’s a pic of her in her heyday…

Anyway, she told me that she wished that she had focused more on academics and other scholastic endeavors instead of being really into her looks. Oh, and she completely forgot to tell me of her talents as a calligraphy artist which she never got a chance to hone until she reached her mid 50′s. She rarely did anything for herself while raising myself and my brother and never indulged in expensive clothing, trips, or all the other things that most Korean moms do for themselves.
We didn’t have much money growing up and it was pretty bad when I was in high school. We couldn’t afford things and I just remember incidents when people were just so mean because we didn’t have nice things. We had this about-to-break-down-minivan that our church donated to us and I would ask her to drop me off a block away from the school entrance so no one would know that I had emerged from that vehicle. There was this annoying kid who used to taunt me and I wanted to die when he mentioned my ghetto minivan during class. But then…I came up with this witty retort and everyone laughed. I loved that. The fact that if you’re funny, witty, or can make a good joke, you can make everyone forget about a crappy situation. Including yourself, you know?
Throughout all the hardships when my Mother has driven me nuts, nagged, and annoyed me, it never took away from how much I love her and appreciate all that she’s done for me and my family. When I see her artwork now, I’m just so proud of her coming into her own as an artist. I remember the day I told her that I was pursuing all my creative endeavors and she sort of shook her head and was like, “Are you kidding me?” LOL. Now, she’s come around. Sort of. (Deep down, she wishes that I secretly want to be a Harvard lawyer/doctor combo and that I’m not the actual right-brained freak that I am)
Anyway, here are my favorites of her calligraphy pieces. Aren’t they just fabulous?


Its weird…my mom’s perfect day is her being in an art studio, just painting all day. Mine is to be in an a recording studio, just recording songs all day. Ugh. Is it true that you actually turn into your mother? Ah!!!
And this is the longest post of my life, but here’s the most gorgeously delicious song by Boyz II Men, “A Song for Mama.” Happy Mother’s Day!





