Saying Good-bye (again)

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  Last month I said good-bye to another friend. We sat cross-legged on the tile floor, a blanket thrown down where her table once stood. I pulled out plastic plates and a Tupperware full of spaghetti with red sauce. Her eyes were tired from the exhausting process of packing up your life into six suitcases. “Thank you,” she sighed as IRead more

Dia De Los Muertos: What Guatemala has Taught Me About Death and Grieving

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  Yesterday driving home from the store on the only paved road right outside of town, I slowed down as I saw a family huddled together on the opposite side of the road. The older son, stood in the street to direct traffic around his parents who were kneeling down on the edge of theRead more

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

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

Vacation as a Family of Three: El Salvador + Honduras + Nicaragua

We have been back for a few days. We’ve done laundry and put away our suitcases, and our tanned face our fading, but I still find little bits of sand in the bottom of the laundry basket and I smile. We needed this vacation. We needed time away as a family where we weren’t jugglingRead more

Dear Mija {12 months}: Birthday Celebrations in Two Countries and My Three Words For You

If your new here, these are series of letters I started writing to my daughter before she was born. This was the first one, and this is one her Daddy wrote her. I wrote about her birth story here  and I seem to write a lot about raising a bilingual and bicultural daughter and hardestRead more

Doing Laundry at Night and Living with Tension

Most evenings before heading up to bed, I start a load of laundry. The water fills the basin; I toss in half a cup of liquid soap. I dump in the pile of dirty clothes and washcloths and towels that sit in the basket. Why are there always so many dirty washcloths? I close the lid, turn offRead more

When You Celebrate Two Independence Days

  I have lived in Guatemala for 4 years now. And every year around 4th of July a wave of homesickness rolls over me. I know myself well enough, that now I can kind of anticipate it, but I can’t make it go away. Funny how emotions work like that, huh? I have always loved the 4thRead more

Five Things On A Friday

We have been back in Guatemala for almost 2 weeks and I juuust feel like we’re getting back in the swing of things. We came back from a whirlwind 3-week-loving-summer-trip to a rainy, cloudy and flooded Guatemala. Then the baby got sick, I got mastitis (again!) and we welcomed our first group for the summer. I have realized allRead more