Unchanging
My husband and I once lived polar opposite lives. We poked fun at this at our wedding by creating a world map that spanned our lives up until that...
My husband and I once lived polar opposite lives. We poked fun at this at our wedding by creating a world map that spanned our lives up until that...
When I was little, there was a hymn we sang in church that perplexed me—not the lyrics, but the reaction they evoked. Halfway through the first verse, I would...
Our family has lived overseas for thirteen years in a country that is constantly changing. It’s not uncommon to find a spot we frequent already demolished and under construction...
My family and I live on a farm in Rwanda, and we are blessed to have enough land that, over the summer, we were able to put in a...
The only constant in cross-cultural life is change. Oh, we get this. The revolving door of expats, the way organizations can shift and leadership can change,...
An empty space existed in a corner of my living room. What better to fill an empty space with than a plant, of course! I told my husband...
I’m tired of being that girl still talking about transition, but it’s all I can think about when I think of the word “change.” So much has changed for me...
When the only thing that’s consistent is change. When the hellos all lead to goodbyes. When the chaos leads us to crave monotony....
We are due for a trip back “home” this summer. Less than four months. Four spring months, which tend to pass by much faster than dreary winter months. It will...
I am not known for being an optimist. But when I think back to my expectations before I moved here, I can only smile (and sigh) at my innocent...
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