The last time I saw Koyang Zaro (my uncle) alive was in January. We went for a slow jog at the University of the Philippines campus, a place filled with trees, laughter, and movement. Looking back, it feels almost poetic that the last memory I hold of him alive is of us running side by side. He wasn’t just running on that track. He was running the race of life – STEADILY, JOYFULLY and FAITHFULLY.
This week, when we laid him to rest, our family is also gathered earlier at U.P. for a run. The timing felt bittersweet, as if God Himself had set this stage: one race ending, another race beginning. It reminded me that life is indeed like running. Sometimes we run fast and strong, sometimes we slow down, sometimes we stumble and fall. But what matters most is that we get back up, keep moving, and never give up until we reach the finish line.
A Life Well-Lived Koyang Zaro lived a life that could only be described as full. He stood as a second father to us when our own parents were gone. He filled the gap with laughter, energy, and a steady support at times we needed a wall to lean on. But more than that, he was passionate in his faith. He wasn’t just a man of words; he walked the talk. His faith was active, not passive. He lived it out in the way he served, cared, and loved.
He taught us that living well doesn’t mean being free from struggles, but being anchored in something greater than yourself. His anchor was Christ.
Lessons From the Race Our first family run became more than just an athletic event, it became a metaphor. Just like in the race, we each move at different paces. Some finish early, some cross the line later, but what matters is that everyone who keeps on going reaches the finish line eventually. Life is no different.
When I think of my uncle, I think of someone who ran his race with perseverance, laughter, and unwavering faith. His finish line came sooner than we hoped, but he finished strong.
The Reflection for Us Who Remain His passing reminds me of a truth that is both sobering and freeing: our days are numbered. We do not know how long we have, but we do know that each day is a gift. It is not the length of our race that matters, but the way we run it.
For those of us left behind, it is natural to grieve. But alongside the sadness is gratitude. Gratitude for the memories, the love, the lessons, and the life well-lived. My uncle may no longer run beside us physically, but his legacy continues to run in us.
Seize The Day!
The Bible puts it beautifully:
“Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.” – Psalm 90:12
Life is short, but it is also full. And like my uncle, may we choose to live with joy, passion, and faith. May we run our race well, no matter the pace, until the day we too cross the finish line.
“Rain may pour as if it would sweep everything away. But once the sun starts blazing again, life rises again, no matter what.”
As a K-drama fan for decades now what really draws me to K-drama aside from the script, cinematography, OST, oppas and eonnies are the life lessons and reflective thoughts I get from watching them. There are dramas that entertain and then there are dramas that leave a mark, and When Life Gives You Tangerines left a deep imprint in my heart. It is one of those rare gems that wrap you in warmth while peeling open the tender truths of life. There’s just too many lessons this K-drama has reminded me but here are 12 lessons that most struck me, as sweet and tangy as the title suggest.
1. When Life Feels Like Drowning, Be Like a Haenyeo Life is hard. When you’re ready to give up, remember the haenyeo – women divers who face death every time they go to sea but find reasons to return. Ae Sun’s mother, before her passing, left behind these searing words:
“When your body’s tired and your heart wants to give up, there will be days when you want to give up on life. Refuse to back down. Fight to pick yourself back up. Take out a blanket and stomp on it. Till your soil. Go earn your money. If you tell yourself ‘I won’t die. I’m gonna survive,’ and use your arms and legs to push you up, you’ll get past the dark waters and finally see the sky. By then, you’ll breathe again.”
2. Community: It Takes a Village to Keep One Person Alive When Dong Myeong died, it wasn’t just his family that grieved, it was the whole village that stepped in. Neighbors cooked meals, fed the children, and quietly cared for the family in their lowest moment. The two elderly landlords, who had been secretly leaving food at their doorstep every night, reminded Ae Sun and all of us of this beautiful truth:
“No haenyeo goes diving by herself. When you’re about to lose breath in the deep, dark waters, you have to be near other divers. Otherwise, you won’t be able to breathe again. No one’s an island. Let’s go together. If you go with others, a hundred miles will feel like ten, my dear.”
These words hold a quiet power. We often pride ourselves on independence, but there will be seasons in life when we can’t stand on our own. And that’s okay. It doesn’t make us weak, it makes us human. We need people who can breathe with us when the waters are deep. We heal faster in the presence of community. We are meant to go through life together, not alone.
3. Breakups are more than endings
The breakup between Yeong Beom and Meum Gyeong wasn’t dramatic, it was painfully real and quietly brave. When Yeong Beom asked, “Is it because you don’t love me anymore?” Geum Myeong replied:
“I love you so much. I do love you deeply … but I love myself too.”
That line stopped me in my tracks. It wasn’t a lack of love that ended their relationship, it was the wisdom to recognize that love alone isn’t always enough. Geum Myeong saw how their future together might lead to resentment, not because of each other, but because of what they’d have to give up for the relationship. When Yeong Beom offered to leave his mother behind, Geum Myeong could have accepted but she didn’t. Because she knew doing so would slowly break his heart.
This moment was a powerful reminder that in relationships, it’s not just about how much we love each other. It’s also about how well we love ourselves and how mindful we are of what the other person needs to live with peace and wholeness. Sometimes, the most loving thing we can do is to let go before love becomes a burden or a regret.
4. Family Will Always Have Your Back Even when words fail, when tempers flare, when misunderstandings happen, FAMILY STANDS.
Throughout Geum Myeong’s life, her father Gwan Shik was her quiet anchor, never controlling, never demanding, but always present. Whether it was encouraging her to eat that unfamiliar vegetable as a child, cheering her on during her first day of school, supporting her passion for running, pushing her to pursue college, or standing behind her decision to get married, Gwan Shik was consistent in one message: “Go ahead. Chase what you want. And if you lose or give up, it’s okay, you can always come back to me.”
That kind of love is rare. It doesn’t trap you, it frees you. It gives you the courage to dream because you know that no matter what happens, you’ll never return to shame, you’ll return to open arms.
It reminded me of the father in the parable of the prodigal son, not only waiting, but running toward his child with joy. We may fall, lose our way, or back down from what we once hoped for. But family most especially a parent’s love remains a place of belonging, of grace, of return.
5. A Parent’s Love Always Finds a Way We often speak of a mother’s love as overflowing and it is. But this drama also beautifully portrayed the quiet, determined, and self-sacrificing love of a father. When Eun Myeong was wrongly imprisoned, Ae Sun didn’t hesitate to confront the mother of his business partner, the real thief, with boldness and fury. At the same time, Gwan Shik silently sold his beloved boat to help pay for the bail. Even Sang-gil, their arch-enemy turned Eun Myeong’s father-in-law, used his connections to uncover the truth and clear Eun Myeong’s name.
And later, when Gwan Shik saw his son struggling to regain dignity by selling rice cakes, he didn’t give him cash directly. Instead, he quietly asked Sang-gil to distribute money around the neighborhood so people would buy from Eun Myeong, allowing his son to keep his pride while still getting the support he needed.
That’s what struck me: parental love, both a mother’s and a father’s, is not only inexhaustible, it’s incredibly creative. It finds ways. Even when circumstances are against them, parents will exhaust every possibility, give up their last possession, or work behind the scenes to make sure their children get another chance at life.
It reminded me that true love doesn’t always show up with grand speeches, it often appears in quiet sacrifices and well-thought-out actions. Whether you’re winning in life or trying to start over, a parent’s heart is to lift you not with pity, but with dignity
6. Behind Rebellion Are Longings, Not Just Defiance At first glance, Eun Myeong came off as the typical “rebellious” son, distant, defiant, and constantly clashing with his family. But as the story unfolded, we saw the truth behind the attitude: he wasn’t rebelling to hurt his parents, he was aching to be seen.
His rough edges masked a tender heart. He wanted to succeed, not for pride’s sake, but to finally give back to his parents and ease their burden. Beneath his frustrations were unspoken longings, to be acknowledged, to be understood, to be enough. Even his harsh words were not hatred, they were guilt, grief, and love all tangled together.
And then there’s Geum Myeong. Outwardly the “good” child, yet even she found herself snapping at her mother often for fussing too much or scolding her father for waiting in the cold outside her apartment in Seoul. But again, it wasn’t real anger. It was her way of wrestling with the pain of watching her parents go above and beyond for her even when it hurt them. Sometimes it’s easier to react with irritation than to confront the heartbreak of knowing how much they sacrifice, all while feeling helpless to repay it.
This reminded me how often we, as children, speak carelessly to the ones who’ve sacrificed most for us. We scold, we pull away, sometimes even blame them, when deep down, we’re really angry at ourselves for not doing better, for seeing them give so much while we feel we’re giving so little.
Sometimes, what looks like rebellion is really just a cry to be noticed and loved in a way that speaks to our wounds. And more often than not, it comes from a place of deep love, love we don’t always know how to express.
7. Parenting Doesn’t Come With a Manual Raising a child is never straightforward. There’s no one-size-fits-all formula, no perfect script. Parents do their best with what they know and sometimes, that still leads to unintentional hurt.
There’s a tendency to favor the child who fits the mold: the one who excels in school, behaves “responsibly,” and makes parenting seem easy. Meanwhile, the child who struggles, who questions, who rebels, often gets misunderstood or overlooked. Yet, the truth remains. parents love all their children deeply. The expressions may differ, the understanding may fall short at times, but the desire is always to give them the best.
A compelling example is Yeong Beom’s mother. Her love for her son was real, undeniable, even. But that love, unchecked and unexamined, swung into control. She longed so much for her son’s success and stability that she crossed the line from guiding him to owning his life. In trying to hold on to him, she ended up breaking his heart. The result was a scar he carried for the rest of his days, a quiet regret that no one could heal.
Her story reminds us that even love can wound if it forgets to give space. Parents may mean well, but without balance and respect for a child’s individuality, love can feel like a cage instead of a refuge. In the end, parenting is a journey of learning, unlearning, forgiving, and trying again. And despite the mistakes, it remains a love that will always try to reach its children even if it stumbles along the way.
8. Love That Plans Even Beyond Goodbye Until his last breath, Gwan Shik’s thoughts were not on himself, but on Ae Sun, and how she would be after he was gone. He worried about her being alone in the hospital, unaccompanied and grieving. And so, even in his weakness, he gently made Geum Myeong promise: Take care of your mother. Be sweet to her.
But Gwan Shik didn’t stop there. In quiet, intentional ways, he left behind tokens of love, thoughtful, tender gestures that would carry on when he no longer could. He returned to Geum Myeong all the money she had sent him over the years, not having spent a single cent, his way of honoring her sacrifices and silently saying, “I saw everything you did for me.”
To Eun Myeong, he gifted the Mercedes Benz, an item that symbolized both their unspoken dreams. Gwan Shik never got to enjoy cars the way he once hoped, and Eun Myeong had dreamed of giving his father that very car. In the end, Gwan Shik made that dream come true for his son, fulfilling what both of them longed for in their own quiet ways.
And to Ae Sun, he left a fixed cupboard, an ordinary item made sacred by love. He knew she would face the world alone, so he left little anchors of care, hidden in the most practical of places.
It was all love. Not loud or dramatic, but deeply felt. Gwan Shik showed us that real love isn’t just in how we live with the people we love, it’s also in how we prepare to leave them, making sure they’re held, even in our absence.
9. Bu Sang-gil: A Rough Shell, a Redeemed Heart Bu Sang-gil is one of those characters who surprises you. On the surface, he’s rude, grumpy, and tough, cunning even. The kind of man you’d assume doesn’t care much, not even about his family. But beneath the harsh words and hard exterior lies a heart full of quiet care and hidden fears.
He hid the fact that he knew his wife was dancing, not out of neglect, but because he feared that confronting it would drive her away. His scoldings toward his children were just a front for the love he didn’t know how to express. He would sleep in the living room just to make sure his daughter returned home safely.
And when Eun Myeong, his son-in-law, was imprisoned, it seemed like Sang-gil did nothing by not giving money to bail him out. But in reality, he was working behind the scenes, bribing the police, using his connections, not just to get Eun Myeong out of jail, but to clear his name. It wasn’t about saving face; it was about saving a man’s dignity.
Sang-gil reminds us that some people love differently. Not everyone is expressive or affectionate. But love that hides in the shadows is still love. And when given a second chance, even the hardest hearts can show the deepest care.
10. When Guilt Becomes a Prison When we love deeply and bad things happen, we often carry a guilt that’s not ours to hold. Geum Myeong quietly bore the weight of believing her stubbornness led to her brother Dong Myeong’s death. Eun Myeong thought that if he hadn’t left his brother that day, he might still be alive. Ae Sun regretted not hugging Dong Myeong or stopping him from going out.
But perhaps the most heartbreaking was Gwan Shik, the steel of the family, who for 30 years buried his sorrow, believing that if he hadn’t gone out to build the retaining wall, his son would still be with them. He remained strong for everyone else, but inside, he imprisoned himself in guilt. And yet, the truth is, some things are simply beyond our control. The world is broken, life is fragile, and not everything that happens is because of what we did or failed to do
It’s right to take responsibility when needed, but we also need to learn how to forgive ourselves. To stop living in the grip of “what ifs” and begin walking in the grace of “even so.”
As Romans 8:1 reminds us: “Therefore, there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus.”
We were never meant to carry the burden of guilt forever. Forgiveness, both from God and toward ourselves, is what sets us free. In love, we must remember: our humanity is not a failure; it’s the space where God’s grace meets us.
11. Living Fully, Even in Old Age Ae Sun’s conversation with Geum Myeong was one of my favorite, if not my MOST favorite scenes in the drama. When Guem Myeong asked her why she had to go back to the nursing home often. It came from a place of love and concern, after all to Guem Myeong her mother have been busy all her life and if it were her, she would just be relaxing and enjoying life.
But Ae Sun, with a spark still alive in her, answered with conviction that stirred something deep in me : “You need a calling in this world. It’s important at my age.” “I only go [to the nursing home] because I get excited doing that. So when I’m there, ‘Teacher Ae Sun’ is what I’m called. Basically, I’m moving up quite a lot in this world.”
She went on to recount the seasons of her life – from diver’s daughter and a crying child to an embarrassed bookworm, then a proud wife of a boat captain, finally a village chief’s spouse, sunk down again to fish market lady, then back up to a teacher at 70, and now, poet. Her joy was never in the titles themselves but in the meaning and memory each season carried. And she closed with a line that still echoes in my heart:
“You learn about life if you live through it. How shameful it would have been if I gave up on life. I’m so glad I lived all that I could.”
Ae Sun reminded me of Caleb in the Bible, who at 85 years old declared: “I am still as strong today as I was the day Moses sent me out… Now give me this mountain that the Lord promised me.” (Joshua 14:11–12)
Like Caleb, Ae Sun never saw age as a reason to retire from purpose. She shows us that as long as we have breath, we have something meaningful to give. We don’t just exist in old age, we can still conquer, still create, still contribute
12. Appreciate Life—Tangerines and All Life message that has resonated personally to me through this drama and the life of Ae Sun and Gwan Shik: KEEP GOING. DON’T GIVE UP. Even in hard times, life still offers sweetness. It might not come in grand gestures, it might come in a shared meal, a comforting pat on the back, a warm poem at seventy. You don’t always get the life you dream of, but you can choose to live your life with the same happiness as if you were living your dream.
Ae Sun and Gwan Shik’s life taught me that we don’t need to wait for perfect conditions to start truly living. We can gather the pieces, both the broken and the beautiful and still build a life that means something. Her story isn’t just hers. It’s a mirror of ours. And as I watched her live with purpose, with poetry, and with quiet joy, I found myself reflecting: maybe life isn’t about chasing a dream that looks a certain way. Maybe it’s about choosing to live fully, freely, and fruitfully, with whatever life gives us.
There are rough seasons, times when life feels like a raging storm, scorching summer heat, or freezing winter cold. But there are also quiet mornings, laughter over meals, second chances, and tangerines that taste like sunshine. Ae Sun and Gwan Shik’s story reminds us to savor them all.
Overall, When Life Gives You Tangerines reminded me that resilience isn’t always loud. Often, it’s quiet and steady. It’s in the daily acts of showing up, loving deeply, forgiving fully, and choosing to live even when life feels uncertain. Again, as Ae Sun said, “You learn about life if you live through it. How shameful it would have been if I gave up on life. I’m so glad I lived all that I could.”
And so I’m reminded of this promise: “They will still bear fruit in old age, they will stay fresh and green, proclaiming, ‘The Lord is upright; he is my Rock.’” – Psalm 92:14–15
Life may not always unfold the way we imagined, but it can still be fruitful. Still be beautiful. Still be worth living fully, gratefully, and with hope.
Today, I celebrate my 47th birthday … am I halfway through my marathon? I’ve always loved how my birthday falls on December as year winds down. It feels like the perfect time to pause, reflect on what’s passed, and dream about what’s ahead.
Recently, I chanced upon a book at Kinokuniya that made me stop and think: time is just -passing me by. Life is short. 2024 — GONE! just like that. Have you ever felt that way, like there’s so much you still want to do, yet so little time to do it?
Life may feel fleeting, but as I sit here, penning down some thoughts on another birthday, I’m reminded that it’s not just about the time that has passed, but about the time we still have ahead. At 47, I feel like I’m halfway through life’s race. And while there’s a natural sense of urgency as time ticks on, I choose gratitude. Yes, another day may have passed, but another day is about to begin.
Turning 47 feels like a milestone, not because of the number itself, but because it marks a point in my life where I’ve started to shift my perspective. Instead of counting the years that have slipped through my fingers, I want to focus on the moments that lie before me—the dreams still waiting to be pursued, the impact I can still make, and the people I can still inspire.
Yes, life is short, but it’s also abundant with possibility. And the best part? Every new day brings a fresh chance to live it fully.
I’ve come to realize that chasing success for its own sake doesn’t carry the same weight it once did. What matters more to me now is creating something lasting—not just in terms of achievements, but in the lives of others. What lives on long after we’re gone, after all, is the true measure of a life well-lived.
Two weeks ago, me together with a group of friends reflected on what our “headline” for 2025 would be, what we want to manifest and make happen in our lives. For me, the headline is clear: “From Holding Back to Marching On”.
Year after year, I’ve felt the pull to pursue something beyond my work in IT. While I deeply value the technical aspects of my career, what I love most is the opportunity it gives me to mentor, to build up, and to empower others. It’s a passion that ignites something in me every time I see someone grow and succeed because of the support I’ve been able to provide.
This year, I want to embrace that calling more fully. In whatever way I can, I want to be a channel of inspiration – a bow that launches arrows, a force that propels others to fly higher than they imagined. It’s time to stop holding back and start marching boldly toward the impact I know I’m meant to make.
As I welcome another year of my life and a new year for all, let us remember that Life is Short but It’s NOT OVER. Let’s live LIFE as we should .,,
L – Live Intentionally: Life is short as I repeatedly ponder. Don’t just exist; choose how you want to spend your time and energy. What truly matters to you? What legacy do you want to leave?
I – Ignite Your Passion & Inspire Others: What sets your soul on fire? What makes you come alive? Pursue those passions with unwavering dedication. Inspire others by sharing your passion and encouraging their own pursuits.
F – Focus on the Present: Make the most of every moment by being fully present. Avoid dwelling on the past or worrying about the future. Embrace the now and make each second count.
E – Embrace the Journey: Life is a marathon, not a sprint. Celebrate the victories, learn from the inevitable setbacks, and savor every moment along the way.
What’s your “headline” for 2025? What powerful story will you write in 2025? What courageous step will you take today to bring that headline to life?
A Doodle In A Day 