You’re so far away…

you're so far away

In the middle of busy and bustling Hong Kong, I received word that my father was about to pass. We all said our last goodbyes by phone, even though he could not speak. I was assured that he was nodding and smiling as he heard our voices. Thousands of miles away and I would not see him alive again. Man Mo Temple was my space in those moments afterwards for quiet reflection.

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