Kandi just made me feel very blessed, very thankful for what I have in life by telling her about him. By reminding me that Mama is a strong woman, and even though she hardly talks about Papa anymore, deep down she probably misses him more than any of us. Revelation at it's minimum.
It's this feeling I have all over again. It's been reoccurring a lot this year. I don't know is it a good thing or bad thing, but then it's always good to be grateful for things that you have.
And to others on the outside, I may have the perfect formula for a Hong Kong drama.