It’s all about context. Some words send my spine into tingling shudders in one context and tingles of joyful anticipation in another
Evacuating from my home in Africa 9 years ago entailed many losses. Of all the things I lost, I think community was the most felt.
When I was a kid we did a great job of celebrating Valentine’s Day. It was a big deal in our family. Beyond the school celebrations, we had a family celebration.
This year my family is together.
Food builds bridges. It has the power to soothe your soul and is often coupled nicely with your favorite pair of stretchy pants. It can also cross boundaries, timelines and stereotypes; and yet it also helps to define cultures and people.
I have so much to be thankful for . . . here’s the tip of the iceberg in no particular order.
“A journey of a thousand miles begins with one step.” Confucius
For me, it began with a misstep.
Hello, GoodbyeI’ve learned more than a few things in my two decades of working with Third Culture Kids. I thought you might like to see a sampling of them.
Kerri is one of my interns this summer. I’ve been telling her she needs to be my intern for the last 7 years. She finally gave in and is here to help me for the next few months.
It feels like I just arrived in CA, but today is my 8th day here. It’s time to head back to CO.