When my mum lost a drawn-out battle with cancer in May 2016, I was left to grieve, thousands of miles away, with just a trail of memories. She had been in a rest home in New Zealand, and I in India.On that day, my sister and I lost so much more: our home, material possessions that defined our childhood, and our family, which had only been held loosely on the fraying thread of mum’s life. We had no access to our parents’ house and no direct contact with our father, who continues to live with our…


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