After half a month away, I am finally back at home.
The day that I boarded the plane to go home, I was so antsy. The flight, the layover, the second flight–all of it could not go fast enough. As soon as we touched down on US soil, I was ready to cry…
Gosh, it felt wonderful to be back home. Continue reading
I think I realized today that, though I am in another country, all of my baggage (both literal and figurative) arrived with me.
I am not sure what I expected… Part of me believed that I would arrive and feel like a completely different person. After all, I am in a completely different country, a completely different environment, and immersed in a completely different language. Continue reading
A Brave Mess 