I’ve used plenty of phrases to describe living abroad: crazy, upside down, terrifying, exhilarating, tearful, broadening–but after a conversation with a good friend recently, I need to add another. Addictive. For some expats, whirling from one post and dervishing to the next, it’s easy to lose yourself in the tornado of “the move”. At times,…
Tag: immigration
Strangers in a Strange Land
I used to write about the ups and downs of life abroad. I used to write pithy posts about parenting. I used to write salty observations of marriage and life and love and all the stuff that falls between the cracks like so much cheese doodle dust. Now I seem only to write about events…
A Migrant By Any Other Name is an Expat
My family and I are migrants. More commonly we are referred to as expats. This is despite the fact that upon closer inspection, we actually meet the criteria of migrant workers more closely. Yet expat is how we identify ourselves as well as those we know. I suspect it has a lot to do with the…
The New Colossus: Post Trump
Now stands the brazen giant of tee-vee fame Whose hate filled breath has poisoned our land Here at our walled and barricaded borders shall stand A mighty ego with hair as flame While the gilt and gilded letters of his name Trump. From his stumpy-fingered hand A raised finger of insult; his wild eyes command…
Wine and Cheese (Doodles) 