On the way home after a student gathering at the church, suddenly I was reminded of Mom and phoned her.
“Mom, I’m on the way home after the gathering.”
“I see! Seohyeon, you know . . .”
“Yes?”
“I really want to eat sweet rice doughnuts.”
I told her I would get it for her and hung up. Then I looked through my bag. I found a creased thousand-won bill and a few coins. I thought I could buy at least one doughnut, and went inside a bakery. Thankfully, I could barely buy two doughnuts. At the mere thought about how much Mom would enjoy it, my footsteps were light. Finally, I handed the doughnuts to Mom.
“Mom, here it is!”
“Oh, really?”
“Yes, but I bought only two because I didn’t have enough money.”
“Thank you, Seohyeon!”
Sharing the doughnuts with Mom, we talked joyfully. By the influence of my mom who enjoys sweet rice doughnuts, I too eat it often. But that day, it tasted more delicious than other days. Though there were only two doughnuts, Mom and I could happily enjoy them a lot. It was probably because of love contained in them. It was really a thankful day for the fact that I have a family to share even a small thing with.