43. A Sunset in a Frame

If you were to hang one picture frame in your room, what would you put in it? In my grandmother's room, there was a photograph of a magnificent sunset. It was a picture of a sunset in some town, and I say 'magnificent' because it was more intensely red than the typical image of a sunset. The photo was old, and its outlines were blurry overall. Perhaps because of that, only the colors were emphasized, leaving a lasting impression. This became one of the factors that led me to the belief in my life that 'beauty and fear can exist at the same time.'
One time, I was pushing my grandmother in her wheelchair along the coastline of her hometown. The sunset colored the horizon, the sea surface, and my grandmother's face. 'It's beautiful, though it doesn't quite compare to the photo in your room, Grandma,' I said casually. 'That was when my hometown was struck by the flames of war,' she replied, closing her eyes as if the setting sun was too bright or she was remembering something. I felt a bit of clarity, realizing that the beauty within the fear I felt in that photo was my grandmother's desire for peace, and I decided that I would make sure not to forget today's sunset.

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