Tonight my mother arrived in Phnom Penh from New Zealand, and my good friend’s mother arrived with her from France. They met up in Singapore, arriving in Phnom Penh on the same flight.
We were sitting poolside sipping wine at our boutique hotel when a call came through from one of the nurses. 14yo’s father wanted to let me know that tonight she passed away.
That is the reality of the world. The well-off luxuriate, while the anguish of poverty kills others. All in the same moment in time.