The distinctive text tone on my phone rings. It is the middle of the night, and I reach for both my glasses and my phone to see what was is so important. It is a short message, “Hi Daddy,” followed by a lot of emoticons. A second later, a follow up “selfie” picture of my daughter and a drawing that she made of the two of us arrives. I smile and text back, “I love you. I’m going back to sleep. 4a.m. here.” I know it is a more reasonable 4p.m. back at home all the way on the other side of the planet. But in that moment it felt a lot closer.
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