Coming to America

He arrived seven years ago today, a gregarious 19 year old ready to take on the world. He had only a suitcase of clothes and a visitor visa. We didn’t know how it would work, but we were ready to try.

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The American Dream

What is the American dream? Many would say I’m living it. Married, two incomes and two cars, three kids, a four bedroom home, and international travel every year. Is that it? The cars aren’t luxury cars but they are paid for, even if they are several years old. My mini-van has dents in all four…

Happy Thanksgiving !

As my husband and I peel 20 pounds of potatoes our second turkey is cooking. Soon we will slice and dice mountains of veggies and prepare stuffing. Later our home will be filled to the brim, it will be noisy and the dishes will go on for days. There will be turkey and pie carcasses…

Nadjia, the Rest of the Story

Part one of this story is here. Shortly after Nadjia left the house a friend of ours ran in calling, “mamabo!” He took my mom by the hand and ran out the door with her. I followed close behind. We ran out the front gate and turned down the street and that was when I saw…

The Things We Worry About

On a day to day basis I worry about a lot of things.  Will Nathan actually grow up unaffected from living on a diet of cheese and crackers, grilled cheese and peanut butter bread?  Will Ket drive to work (2 miles away) without crashing the car and hurting herself?  Will we finally find a way…