When my dad died in February, I lost all sense of home. I was half-orphaned — a gaping, black hole in my life and my being. Home has been...

Last Friday, I made a decision to do something new. Something risky. Something audacious. I’ve always loved being outdoors and have...

It’s ok to be a party-pooper. For reals. After several months of saying yes to, legit, everything in my first expat experience in Seoul,...

The expat life starts with a yes that feels like leaping into an abyss. Yes. I will sign that multi-year contract, person I met...

The last few days I’ve been percolating on the idea of limiting thoughts, and how these little nagging buggers have such power to...