Reflections on change, identity, and life between worlds — for those navigating relocation, reinvention, and the often unseen emotional side of starting over.
It’s that time again. The countdown begins for our next move. The purging has begun. The planning has commenced. And living in two places at once is my current reality. PCS season is upon me. I remember my first like it was yesterday. As a young family of 3, my husband, my 8-month-old son, and I boarded a plane from Virginia to Niger. I left behind my best friends. I left behind my community. I left behind my career. I left behind the version of myself that I spent the last
