Birthdays, viruses, & coming home: Clarity in a time of confusion

My father died in 2018, of pneumonia following a brutal flu infection. The experience of watching him wither away on a ventilator, and the profound, immense world of emotion and realization that I fell into, changed me in ways that I am still trying to grasp. This is something I wrote about the emotional struggle of deciding what to do when I was on the brink of being stranded in Myanmar as the COVID19 pandemic exploded.

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