31 Questions for Cross-Cultural Workers: How Do You Define Poverty?

I realize I am making an erroneous leap, assuming that all cross-cultural workers are working with people in poverty. I know that is not the case. There are cross-cultural conversations happening all the time across board rooms and school rooms that involve people from two different cultures, but similar level of socioeconomic status (SES). However, thereRead more

31 Questions Worth Asking for Cross- Cultural Workers

For the month of October I am joining thousands of others writers and bloggers and committing to write for 31 days. I haven’t written consistently for years. I compose drafts in my head and never write them. I start posts, only to save them for later, where they accumulate in my draft box like aRead more

My First Video Blog: In Case You Have Ever Wondered How Guatemalans Carry Their Babies

This one has been in my draft box for-ever. In fact, I would be embarrassed if you knew how many half-started  blog posts are sitting in my draft box right now. (ahem. maybe close to a 100). I figured maybe part of my goal for the year should be to publish some of this half-finished thoughts, eh? IRead more

How I Have Learned to Translate “big” into “tall” and Other Thoughts While Walking Through My Town

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I am so excited to be guest posting today over at Rachel Pieh Jones’ blog. I kind of think of Rachel as an expert in cross-cultural living, mothering & writing as an expat living in Djibouti. And if we’re ever in the same country I would jump on the chance to grab coffee with her just to listenRead more

The Ache: For anyone who has said good-bye or moved far away, you get this

 On Monday night we boarded a redeye flight from California to Guatemala. We’ve done this numerous times before, the difference being this time the little baby we thought would sleep was wide awake. We sat on the runway for a while before being giving the clear to take off. As she stared out the windowRead more

Project 52: My Town- Through Her Eyes

I posted this picture on Instagram this morning. Sometimes on our morning walks, as the soft light breaks through the trees, I try to imagine our town through MY daughters eyes. I try to imagine, what does she see? Lots of doggies roaming the streets, doggies without collars or leashes, or owners • puddles of rain waterRead more