Bridal Showers Around the World

Two hours to take-off. I’m approaching the weekend and my anxiety is palpable, so much that my heart feels like it’s literally about to leap out of my chest. For…

Sunshine for Your Soul

The ocean heals, we say. I have had quite a collection of friends come visit me in South Florida either with the conscious intention of healing by the sun and…

Beyond Pen Pals: Friends From Afar

In elementary school, having a best friend meant buying matching necklaces or charm bracelets, eating lunch together every day, and gathering for the first of many sleepovers. As we grow…

Finding Home: A Return

When I left Kenya a year ago, I thought I’d be back shortly after the New Year. I envisioned going home to California for the fall, catching up with friends…

Settling in Abroad

Now I know this may seem a strange topic for this week, but I have decided to take a look at the practicalities and normalities of living life abroad. 18…

Facebook: A Reluctant Love Story

I held out for a long time. Years, even. I resisted MySpace, scoffed at Friendster and was stalwart in my conviction that Facebook was not something I needed in my…

The Travel of Love

There are many reasons that people love to travel.  The freedom it brings, sights you see, things you learn and experience, but especially the people you meet. I have found…

Makeup

Faia comes up behind me, close. You can smell the cologne he’s wearing. It’s an athlete’s cologne, a small spritz and it’s like he’s freshly showered. A cologne of physical…

Friends All Over the World

I am in St. John for the first time, having just arrived by ferry. My friend Bill, who lives on the island, picks me up at the wharf. It is…

Thank You

At the end of our two-week stay at our friend Zo’s house in Darbonne, we realized that we never bought his family a parting gift. This is a standard thing…

Roadtrip Finale

Traveling with two boys in a Honda Civic has its moments, but there is nothing quite like the hug you get from a friend you miss.  The three of us…

Braids

Ouch! Venezse pulls the tiny baby hairs close to my head. It feels like she’s ripping them out of my scalp the way she handles them. Pulled tight, tighter, tighter,…