Category 'Living and Learning'

We just met them.  But there is an instant connection. Laughing together, eating together, crying together…  speaking the same language. They have been in the South for a year now.  A year. And they arrived from Iraq. An Armenian family living in Iraq. From Iraq. To the South. Here. There is so much I could…

I have been spending time going through old journals for the past couple of weeks.  I have been reading a couple of entries, here and there, when I have a moment to myself… a moment of quiet and I take one of these journals, make myself a cup of tea and read.  I read about…

Hot tea is on my mind right now.  Piping hot tea for my very sore throat… It is funny how now, though it still feels kind of odd, I automatically make the distinction between hot tea and iced tea.  I mean, tea used to just be tea for this West Coast girl. I remember when…

They think I am Spanish. Here is the South, that is what we are usually mistaken for.   As we talk and laugh and tell stories in our foreign tongue, passersby always ask, is that Spanish?  I smile.  No.  I reply.  No, not Spanish (though I wish I could speak Spanish!)   Back home in the…