I still consider Ethiopia home. The place and the people and the memories I have there are roots that go deep. But I identify with what Pollock says, because one other aspect of my trip to China stood out to me: how much my time there felt like home.
China, of course, is vastly different from Ethiopia. But just doing life with Liz’s family – attending her brother’s basketball game at the small international school, going out to dinner with their expat neighbors, playing games in the evening with her younger siblings – it all felt so deeply familiar and right to my soul. Beyond climbing the Great Wall or visiting the Forbidden Palace, those ordinary daily moments were the highlights of the trip for me. I was a college student still finding my way and climbing a steep learning curve, but this I knew how to do – even though it was in a part of the world I had never been before.
As a TCK, I feel most at home when I am out in the world.
// “Home: A TCK’s Perspective” by @carrie _lion is on the blog!
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