Every now and then my host father from Baan Laem Chong Thanon will cross my mind. His gentleness, his kind eyes, his warm smile. And I still feel that intense surge of gratefulness for all that he’s showed me, and all that he’s given to us. I still feel myself tearing up slightly when I think about it at times. Thank you, kop khun kha, once again.

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