for the survivors.

Note: On the morning of March 22, 2016, my husband and I were in the Brussels airport bombings as we were checking in for our flight. This, and several other blog posts, reference those attacks and the trauma that followed. We both walked away from the attacks physically unharmed but the emotional and psychological tolls … More for the survivors.

22-3-16 Brussels

Two days ago, my husband and I were on our way to the airport. We had just had a lovely three days exploring a new European city, meeting new friends, tasting beers and wines, eating all of the best street food Europe can offer, and ordering things we didn’t recognize in mangled French. The three … More 22-3-16 Brussels

you don’t get to decide how things like this happen

A few months ago, my beloved Sushi-cat died. It was so sad, and so terrible, and even now I feel like he’s a little phantom limb. It’s still strange to me to only have one cat, although she’s quite the companion, my little Small Troubled Cat. We had talked in terms of “when,” not in terms … More you don’t get to decide how things like this happen

it’s easy to imagine flawed gods and goddesses

One of the best aspects of living abroad is the opportunity for travel, and this New Years we crossed off one of my bucket-list destinations: Iceland. When I was in high school, BWI Airport started running direct flights to Reykjavik on Icelandair. I remember driving past the airport and seeing the Icelandair planes and deciding … More it’s easy to imagine flawed gods and goddesses

Holidays Away

When you move abroad, you generally accept that while you are making new memories and new friends and having all kinds of adventures, you are also leaving behind family and friends and all kinds of old memories and adventures. You accept that you will miss birthdays, holding your best friend’s newborn infant, anniversaries, maybe even … More Holidays Away