Just had dinner together. It felt warm to be together, to eat together, and to be joking and laughing together. As a family. Mum, brother, and me. There was a spare chair, spare bowl and chopsticks. For a few moments we were silent. Dad's portrait sat on the counter next to the dining table.
New year's eve. The night when family are together.
Even those who are more often than not apart.
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