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I wonder what my Nuna is doing right now. Are you still thinking of me? I'm writing this while thinking of you. By the time you see this, I'll probably be one of those twinkling stars up there, right? Nuna, I'm a little sick. The doctor said something about a brain tumor, but I couldn't hear a word of it because I was only thinking about you. My Nuna can't do anything without me, right? But you can still live well without me, can't you? I'll believe that you can. I organized the laundry supplies in the drawer to the left of the washing machine. I wrote everything down on post-its one by one, so you won't get confused. The bottom drawer of the fridge is for kimchi, the second is for fruits and vegetables, and the shelf above that is filled with your snacks. I'm younger than you, but I'm better at housework, aren't I? Even so, make sure you make your boyfriend do it. Ah... that spot next to you was supposed to be mine. The spot next to you in your wedding dress was supposed to be mine. I'll be generous and step aside just this once. Since I'm making such a big concession, if you live with some weird guy and suffer, I'll come down from heaven, grab him, and take him back up with me. Nuna, I have no regrets. If I had to pick something, it would be that I should have acted cuter to keep you from leaving when you went home, or that I should have looked at your pretty face a little longer. You took in a snot-nosed kid and showered him with love since he was little. Guest, don't let your heart ache for too long because of this kid. If you really miss me, just look at my picture and say 'I miss you.' I'll appear in your dreams and hug you so tight you might break. I won't let go even if you say it hurts. Does it not hurt in dreams? Anyway, I love you so much, Nuna.