My parents were married for five years, and we were living in the capital Seoul when my husband, a medical doctor, got engaged to a Japanese girl in the mid-1980s.
We met while working in the hospital and I was working as a receptionist, and he was a nurse.
As soon as I got the news, I was devastated.
I knew I wanted a child.
I wanted to have a daughter who would grow up to be a doctor, a lawyer or a writer.
It’s not like I wanted the child to be my mother, but my husband and I both wanted to be parents.
At first, we struggled to find a suitable candidate for our daughter.
They all looked at me like I was crazy.
But as time passed, I felt more and more attracted to her.
She was very young, beautiful, and had a lot of potential.
She had an older sister, but we were able to arrange a surrogate.
I have always been open with my husband about my feelings for my child, even when she was very, very young.
I was happy to let my husband know how much I loved him, and that he could tell me whenever he felt sad.
He would always be there for me.
I felt like I had a family in my head, and I had lots of respect for my husband.
We also decided to take a year off work to give her time to find the right match.
I never thought that I would have a child when I was 25, and in a country like Korea, that means everything.
I am thankful that I had the chance to find my child before the rest of the world.
I will always be grateful to my husband for giving me the chance and for choosing me for the life I wanted.
My parents are now married again and are expecting a baby girl soon.
I think it is a great honor for them to have me as their daughter.
My husband and my daughter are now friends and they are getting along well.
I hope that they both continue their education, so that they will be able to have children when they want to.