
Hope has a Name
It wasn’t the name her mother gave her. Her mother named her Power. I’ve only known her a week. But I’ve been dreaming of her for years....
It wasn’t the name her mother gave her. Her mother named her Power. I’ve only known her a week. But I’ve been dreaming of her for years....
It had been a rough morning. Babies up way too early and mama with way too little sleep. Preschool didn't start for another 45 minutes and it's only a three...
Years ago my father served as a Chaplin in a maximum-security prison. At that time he told me that greeting card companies donated dated holiday cards for the prisoners’ use....
That rumble in your stomach as the clock strikes noon and you skipped breakfast. The way your busyness can only go on for so long before you...
Today we've invited Brandie Green to share her story with us, the story of "hitting a wall" in her overseas life. Brandie, what did "hitting a wall" look like...
“I can’t do this.” I let my pregnant body collapse back into the sofa. Immediately, my two toddlers darted for me and tackled their little sister, still in utero. This...
Talking about mothering Third Culture Kids is a bit like talking about the water in a river: it’s always in motion and no two rivers (or even two kids in...
As I peeled back the Christmas wrapping paper, my eyes lit up as I saw what was inside. But, out of the corner of my eye I saw my 4-year...
Have you ever ached to know what your TCK is thinking? To discern what they need to hear from you? To glimpse into the longings of their heart?...
I didn’t know how hard it would be to parent Third Culture Kids. I assumed that my own TCK upbringing would make it easier; I was only partially correct. While...
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