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… is maintaing and sustaining meaningful communication with my friends at home-home.  I sometimes look at my 145 friends on FaceBook (and that is nothing compared to some people) and feel completely daunted by how hard it is to stay authentically connected. Most of that stuff I trust to the universe, however we have to [...]

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The worst part of being an expat daughter, sister, aunt, grand-daughter is by far … missed milestones. I always thought it would be not being there when someone is ill, yet it is often the simple family connections I miss the most. Because my family is spread over 3 different countries, it is usually not [...]

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Did I do the right thing? Did I consider my kids’ needs and feelings enough? Should I have stayed home with them/kept them in school with their friends? Was there an alternative I wasn’t aware of? Am I scarring them for life? What if they never forgive me for dragging them half way around the [...]

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Well I have had this one on my subconscious back-burner for 24 hours and I am not sure that I have the full picture yet. Ok this is it so far… And if you are not into brutal honesty, do not read on. The worst part about being an expat spouse/partner is the love/hate relationship [...]

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… is pretty much that all bets are off and the new rules are that there are no rules like the ones you knew before. We all know that a new country brings challenges for everyone in the family. However the ‘rules’ for women can vary depending on not just the country but also the [...]

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In case you haven’t noticed, I am quite good at sitting on the fence and trying to make a case for both sides of all that I write about. Stating the best and the worst – you would think – must come from a personal perspective.  However this week, whilst I speak from my own [...]

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