Nǎlǐ shì wǒ de jiā? The Double Life of an Ex-Pat(ish)

I was nervous to return home after being away for two years (not including two actual trips I made that combined were less than one weeks time) I was returning as a visitor, and subconsciously was not ready to face the prospect that I would potentially be a spectator in my own home. An outsider,…

A View of Upstate

In my home town there is a bridge over the creek that is kind of a right of passage when you jump off. The tradition had kind of faded out by the time I was a teen, but my mother always used it as a euphemism for doing something she thought was stupid, “If everyone…