After a long week of traveling—
A night with my cousin and family in Acworth, Georgia gave birth to new memories: sunset and a chat on the deck, takeout and red wine, darkness and fireflies blinking between pine trees.
Zuri created this silly game and they played it for hours. Love listening to them laugh!!
A…
Zuri said and hung up the phone.
Hubby and I looked at each other.
“Did she really say that..?”
On Sunday Morning, when the sun was on the other side of the world, we drove Zuri to the airport. We walked with her to check-in, cruised up the escalator, and stood in a long line.…
My love for languages and diversity derives from the time I spent in seminary. I was eight years old when I realized that diversity is essential to creating a solid society. Seminary, which my family and I nicknamed the village, was where I learned that without the beauty of languages and diversity this world would…
The first time I tried ordering lunch in Italy last summer, my rudimentary Italian failed me. I had no clue what to say. I pointed to dishes of food behind the glass case and the woman serving me zoomed in on my finger and tried to match it to a dish.
“Si?’ she asked, pointing…
I migrated from Jamaica to the United States when I was eleven years old. I have lived in four states, seven cities, and thirteen homes.
From these experiences, I have learned:
Home is not just a physical space.
Home is daily conversations my sister, laughter with my brother, and the length of my mother’s never-ending,…