Forgotten
Have you ever been
Simply
Forgotten?
Sitting
Like a dusty jewelry box
On a shelf,
Waiting
To be remembered,
To be meaningful…
belonging
Why Your TCK Identity Crisis is Actually a Good Thing
Asking one identity question seemed to open the door for more, similar ones. What started as, “Am I really a straight-A student?” turned into, “Am I even smart?” A whole dam of questions unleashed…
TCK Voices: How We Grew Closer as a Family in Kosovo
We also learned to make use of our heat efficiently by maximizing the number of people in the bathroom. One could shower, with one on the toilet, two brushing their teeth, and another using the washing machine…
TCK Voices: Defining Success as a TCK and Knowing Who You Are
It was very relieving when I changed my perspective on success because I no longer had to try to fit into society and have the perfect life that others tried to define for me.
What We Can Learn from Jesus’ Life as A Global Nomad
As TCKs, we often call ourselves global nomads. It’s a popular phrase used for international wanderers, adventurers, or travelers. But while that term may make it sound like our lives are full of exotic adventure and fun, the reality of a nomad is anything but.
My Journey to Finding Home
Eleven-year-old me thought she was betraying the other places if she called one “home.” And calling several places home? That didn’t sound right…
TCK Voices: Waiting Two Years to Go Back to China
A couple of the hardest things are the feeling of being stuck between two worlds and not being able to have a constant group of friends with you in person.
What Being Different Taught Me About Purpose
Being a foreigner seemed to have many downsides to it, and I felt different and useless. I wanted to find a purpose in being different, something about being different that made me useful in a special way, but I never did find that…
TCK Voices: The Pandemic Through the Experiences of a TCK
Right after we arrived in America, lockdowns started. It was a pretty tough time for my whole family – being away from my dad, finally being back where our friends lived but unable to see them.
The Struggle of Fitting Into My Passport Country
“Everyone knew everyone and no one knew me.” That was exactly how I felt when I moved to Singapore, my passport country. Being born there, I felt the expectations of society and myself that I needed to fit in because I was born a local, but I couldn’t …