landing in HK
I have been back in the US for nearly 24 hours. Hard to believe that just over a day ago, I was 7000 miles across the Ocean in a culture that is quite different than the one I grew up in, yet still familiar.
I was five years old when I fell in love with that city. It was late in the year, and we were there because my grandma had passed away. I remember being sad because I loved my grandma as much as a five year old could, but I still didn’t quite grasp the permanence of this separation. I had not seen my mom cry much before then.
While this was our purpose for visiting, my mom also took me to see the city she grew up in and meet all of her friends. They all treated me dearly, and I now wonder if…
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