Memories from the house in Harbin where all of the children and grandchildren on my mother’s side of the family have, at some point, lived. This year my grandmother passed away. I haven’t yet figured out how to feel or grieve or honour her memory because for most of her life and mine, we have lived on different continents.
These photographs are from the day before my cousin’s wedding. The little red packets contain lucky sweets for the wedding guests.