Expating in the Time of Corona

Unless you’re living under a rock (superb social distancing points), navigating this virus is affecting most aspects of our lives. It’s upended economies. It’s uprooted nations, plans, and traditions. The damn virus is upskirting us all–exposing fault lines within countries, within governments, institutions, and families. I feel a bit like a menopausal monkey, swinging wildly…

Nine People at a PTA Meeting

Corporate Carla Carla was a big shot before she had kids. She knows that. You know that. We all know it.  Her resume’s impressive, no doubt about it.  Managing mergers and actuating acquisitions? Pfft. Easy peasy. And if you ever want to buy out a Fortune 500 Company, Carla’s your woman. But sometimes Carla focuses…

Third Culture Kids Aren’t a Triangle–They’re a Wave

A recent conversation sucked me, feet first, into the black hole of expat doubt. And by doubt, I really mean: “What the hell is going to happen to my kids at the end of this experiment?” The conversation, with a brilliant friend who studies cultural differences, was about the unknown effect of removing yourself from…

Ten School Commandments

 I shall not bake more than once in a school year. Dozens of children per grade x two parents = me baking once a year. Children do not need baked goods in the shape of trees for Arbor Day and the like. I shall not doubt my kid’s teacher’s method of teaching math just because…