A MEMORY, STILL WITH ME
Love in the
little things.
School mornings, made possible by Dad.

01 / THE STORY
The memory
During my six years of primary school in Hong Kong, Mom’s work kept her busy, so Dad took charge of our mornings. He’d coax me out of bed, brush my hair, and straighten my school tie. For six years, every school day began with his care.
WHAT STAYS WITH ME