The tall evergreens and open fields rush by me out the window and I longingly watch the landscape whizz by as I look out the window of the train on my way back to the airport. I wish I had more time here, but I think that’s become one of my biggest sentiments of my … More Time and Fulfillment in Norway
It’s Sunday night and I’m exhausted in the best way possible. My feet are in a semi-permanent state of aching from all the walking I’ve been doing (in bad shoes..) and my body is trying to adjust to the amount of hours I now spend upright, and the very few I spend horizontal (sleep is … More A Whirlwind Adventure
It is morning and I’m alone. In France. In Paris to be exact. This is the point at which you can cue the squealing girl sounds in your head, because these facts alone have me so excited I could hardly sleep this morning. My family left at 5am to catch their flight back to the … More Paris: A Legacy, A Home, and the Unknown
As usual I’ve had some bad internet, and my blog posts are about as predictable as the weather, but I wrote this after my first day in Croatia and never got around to posting it until now. So here it is (there it was); more to come.. Maybe even within 24 hours.. I smell like … More A New Adventure and Gratefulness: Croatia
This is a post I wrote a few weeks ago but never hit the publish button on. Even now that I’m starting to settle back in (I have, in fact, unpacked), I still feel the tug of my other homes and miss them. Over the course of the past two years my life has become … More What Is Home?
I’ve been meaning for some time to write a post to wrap up my trip. I’ve been back in the states for about a week now, and it’s totally surreal. It’s weird how quickly I was able to shift back into life here. I’m now working on going through this process of figuring out how everything … More Africa Isn’t Over
More often than not, I find myself telling people that I’m “going home” for lunch, or “I’ll be home” around this time, or “I’m waiting for my sister,” and know that by “home” I mean Peter and Monicah’s house or by “sister” I mean Serphine or Linette. These things so naturally became part of my … More Each Day Is Sufficient, “Home,” and Other Reflections
I’m so ridiculously happy and full right now. First, because we had chapati and bean stew for dinner tonight and that combination makes up one of my favorite meals. I think the primary reason I love it so much is because it tastes basically like a thicker, heartier version of tortillas and charro beans, which … More A Healthy Dose of Humility and Embracing Fullness
My feet are covered in dirt and my hair is officially not looking so hot. Let’s be honest, I’m dirty. Each morning after I wake up, I wash myself in a basin of hot water. So the good news is I don’t have any kind of funky body smells going on (also due to the … More Grace Isn’t Always In a Clean, Pretty Package
If you’ve read any of my past posts then you know how much attention I attract simply by having lighter skin than anyone else. I’ve gotten used to being pointed at and having people exclaim “mzungu, mzungu!” when they see me, but I haven’t gotten used to the attention it brings. I usually get one … More The Lone Mzungu at the Wedding
The Transition Artist 