Last Sunday, I arrived in Seoul to make my annual visit to my mom — at least, annually since my father’s passing two years ago. Thankfully, two of my sisters reside in Seoul, which allows me to be the “annual daughter.”
With each passing year, the air quality here is becoming more and more hazardous due to China’s pollution. The weather in May felt like that of hot summer. On the first night, I noticed my eyes stung and my throat felt inflamed. My body seemed to be running on high alert. (more…)