You know, it’s funny, this expat life. So much time spent longing for things and people in far off places. And never is that longing so palpable than Christmastime. When overseas, the heart yearns for family, familiarity and the Tim-the-Toolman-Taylor-esque light displays. You go to great lengths (and financial cost) to procure the specialty import items – like canned pumpkin and chocolate …
This post is part of our Magic of a Childhood Christmas series. I’m so happy to have Leigh Kramer from HopefulLeigh join us today to share a touching memory from her childhood. I never believed in Santa Claus. My brother and I read books explaining Old St. Nick’s origin and Christian roots. Our family focused on the birth of baby …
I am so delighted to bring you today’s guest post for our Christmas series! Sweet Nicky writes at Salt and Sparkle, a lovely blog with amazing photos taken by Nicky and lots, and lots of talk about food and friends. You really should check her out! You can also find her on Twitter. Nicky hails from Northern Ireland, and has …
Rusty hills dotted with sagebrush and paddle cactus blurred past the window. I rested my forehead on the cool glass and stared at everything. And nothing. Would there be snow? A familiar fluttering of anticipation ebbed and flowed in my stomach. I was at a crossroads. A borderland, if you will. One foot still planted firmly in my childhood. The …