Jin is like every other parent. He loves his sons. Dearly. Through and through. When life is easy, but even more so when it gets hard.

I always remember the first time I saw you. Your eyes creased into crescent shapes like the moon as it smiles fondly down on the earth. The radiant glow of your happiness took my breath away. When the nurse handed your tiny, delicate form to me and I held you in my arms, I knew there was nothing quite so perfect in my world as you. I remember how you held my finger so tight with your whole hand. Something deep inside me swayed, a powerful bond latching my swelling heart with yours. I remember

A wise fathers know their sons