When my husband and I headed overseas, my soul was one giant, multicolored ball of playdough. There was the largest…
The news sat heavy in my stomach: the weight of sadness, wishing the situation could be different. I'd just heard…
I've been feeling a bit of shame these days about being a “trailing spouse”. Since moving back to the U.S.,…
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Seared in my memory is the moment we mentioned to my husband’s side of the family we were considering moving…
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One year after my family arrived in Uganda, I sat in a gentle sunrise on our porch, overlooking a corner…
You are moving to a new country, and want to fit in. You want to learn the ropes and know…
Editor’s Note: This piece originally appeared on Rebecca Hopkins’ blog, Borneo Wife, when she and her husband served in Indonesia.…
At the stoplight, my arms fall into my lap. I lay my head on the steering wheel. Tears well up.…