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Honoring My Father’s Birthday

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My father would have turned 81 years old today. I suppose my family and I will now will always quietly observe January 17th as dad’s birthday and honor his life by taking this day to reflect on the deep imprints he made in our lives and to thank him for the immeasurable ways he gave to us. His love and sacrifice for us will be his lasting legacy. I will not let this fade from my memory and get lost with our future generation. 

Happy Birthday, Dad! I miss you.

One Year Later: A Letter to My Dad

Hi 아빠,

It is hard to believe a year as now passed since the Lord has called you home. Another solemn reminder that the days are fleeting and our time here is short. That day was the saddest, most heartbreaking moment of our (the family) lives. But certainly no one felt the pain more deeply than mom. 

I know you would want us to be strong, take care of mom and move forward. We are beginning to do that.

We will all get together once again for Thanksgiving. When we do, we will reflect on your passing and share many, wonderful memories of you. Perhaps there will be some joy and laughter, along with some tears.

But today, I will take this moment to remember that fateful day, think about some of my last conversations with you. I will think about the promises I made to you. And I will think about how Thanksgiving and the winter holidays will never be the same without you. 

I will miss your laughter, your calming words, the family slide shows you put together and just your warm presence this Thanksgiving, like we did last year and now hereafter. 

Thank you for your unconditional love and support. I thank you for teaching me so many important life lessons and leading us all to put our faith in Christ.

Today, it is a somber moment as I reflect alone on the indelible mark you made on my life. The first year anniversary of your passing will be the most solemn, difficult one I am sure. We will share stories of the love, joy and laughter you brought us later. This morning, I am sad because you are now but a memory that I can only hold on to in my heart.

I miss you very much, Daddy! I love you!

You win battles by knowing the enemy’s timing, and using a timing which the enemy does not expect.

Miyamoto Musashi

Miyamoto Musashi

It’s not how many great plays that matter, its how few bad plays you make.

Jimmy Johnson

Genius is 1% inspiration and 99% perspiration

Thomas EdisonThomas Edison

Your naked body should only belong to those who fall in love with your naked soul

Charlie Chapin

My father, although far from perfect, left an indelible mark on my life. He sacrificed so much for us. His absence leaves a big hole this Father’s Day. I still cannot believe he is gone. I remember calling him on this day last year. He was always happy to hear from me, even if we spoke very briefly on the phone. My dad would wait for my call every Sunday.

I miss you, Dad. I love you.

As we honor the birthday of perhaps the greatest President in our history - Abraham Lincoln, I vividly remember Abe Lincoln being one of father’s favorite American heroes as well. He read countless books and watched many videos on the life of our 16th President. Dad also had the honor of meeting two presidents of the Republic of Korea, including Chun Doo-Hwan (pictured) and Lee Myung-Bak. Both presidents presented him with the nation’s highest civilian award and medal of honor for his service to the country, contributions to the sport of Tae Kwon Do and his work with the Korean community in the United States and abroad.

My father also received South Korea’s second highest civilian award from President Park Chung-Hee and was friends with his daughter and incoming President - Park Geun-Hee. He was close friends with the husband of Park Chung-Hee’s cousin and often stayed over his family home when they were both classmates in college. Dad was a strong supporter of Park Geun-Hee and would have no doubt been very proud of the election of Ms. Park as the nation’s new and first female president if he lived to see this moment.

(insert: a picture of me and my father I found from boxes full of photos. my dad was an avid photographer and took tens of thousands of pictures in his lifetime.)

I really like this picture of me and dad from many years past. Where has the time gone? It is time to move forward without him but I will always have many wonderful memories with him that I will forever cherish.

It took me years to earn all my blackbelts. All under the teaching, leadership and watchful eyes of my father - Grandmaster Myung Kyu Kang. Perhaps the one he wore for many years and then gave me (pictured in front) to have means as much to me now as the ones I earned. Rest in peace, Daddy.

Happy Birthday Father

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I am profoundly injured by the loss of my father. Dad would have been 80 years old today. It pains me that he did not live to see his eighties. He was less than two months shy when he passed away. The pain and guilt only deepens for me when I think about how he died. He left this earth without me given him the things he would have wanted, like a family of my own. There is certainly peace in knowing where he is and that is with the Lord. Right now, I just miss him immensely. So I reflect on his life and the memories he gave us on this first posthumous celebration of the man that was my father, Myung Kyu Kang.

Daddy was a very kind, generous, gracious man that believed in me and his disciples more than we believed in ourselves. My dad’s eyes, they soften with age. But I remembered when those eyes would instill fear in those that opposed him while they instilled confidence in others he loved and cared for. I always felt safe and protected around my dad just by looking into his eyes. I still feel he is looking out for me now. Happy Birthday, Dad. I love you and miss you.

Six years :D

The value of a masterpiece is determined by the fame of the maker. If so, whose masterpiece am I? I am God’s masterpiece!

Dave Myung Kyu Kang - ‘Solitary Road of a Master,’ p. 121

There should be a purpose for everything you do

Grandmaster Myung Kyu Kang

One last visit to my father’s burial site before leaving for my home in Orange County (at East Lawn)

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