There are always some which flourish; some, that with the right care, blossom and grow and flower.
Those are the ones that sting to leave behind.
There are always some which flourish; some, that with the right care, blossom and grow and flower.
Those are the ones that sting to leave behind.
Listen to grandma! If you’re new to this circus, give yourself some breathing grace.
It’s the annual summertime dance around the expat maypole— if the maypole was made up of travel documents, shipping instructions, and school applications with ribbons of packing tape flying in the breeze.
So in January 2020, like every other year, I bought myself a spanking new planner. A whole book of crisp, white pages just waiting to be filled in with the mundane and the exciting. Coffees and dinners and deadlines and trips! (We had a lot of travel planned for 2020). There were big birthdays and…