Quick link: Where Expatriates Belong
Today I’m writing on the Brain Child blog in their “What is a Family?” series about being an expatriate family.
We are the ones who don’t quite fit in, who eat strange food, wear funny underwear, and speak in odd accents. We are the ones who carve out a place for ourselves that tries to make sense of being between worlds. We are the ones who know, deeply, that being an expatriate is a gift and we receive it as such, even though sometimes it is a painful way of life. It is a life, and a family, to which we belong.
Their memories will be forever shaped by this place that is home to them in a way it will never be home to their parents. Sometimes I grieve this. I feel a loss, a loneliness, a separation. Other times I see the wild, extravagant gift of it, this widening of world views, the open-handed reception with which our children respond.
Click here to read Where Expatriates Belong or we might throw rocks at you. (Not sure why we are holding up rocks, but I’m not sure why we do a lot of the things that we do…)