Tag: faith
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TCK Voices: Everything Happens for a Reason
When I was leaving and saying farewells, it was very special just knowing that people loved me. I wrote thank-you letters to all my classmates just for being my friends…
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Tears
Oh the tears begin Is this a gift From way above Cleansing this darkness I simply welcomed in?
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Lifelong Journey to Have a Settled Home
i used to be an adventurous spirit excited to go outside restless to see the world longing to explore…
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Multiplied
Five plus two, dear dad, Times the multitude Equals twelve of such Heavy blessings much Of a stunning maths As a feast of mass…
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Taking Flight: A Letter to the Skybound
I used to be afraid of flights. I would close my eyes and grab a hand. Would count down minutes until the ordeal was over. And when I landed, I would have lucid nightmares of myself flying through the clouds, alone, like a bird, with no protection against the elements…
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My Father and Our Father
Walking down a darkened street filled with questions, hope, and uncertainty, Not knowing much of anything, except that nothing is in perpetuity…
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Wisdom of an Immigrant Father
My hour has come to leave And it is sooner than I wanted I thought I’d have more time to trade To figure out this choice I made When I brought you here To a land I thought had hope…
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The Bend in the Road
Sorrow lit the way, similar every day, to now a hope that follows through— that no man can undo…
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The Clock is Ticking: Struggles in Making Friends as an ATCK
It’s true. With every new friend I make, it’s like a countdown begins. I feel a quiet dread — a cold, weary sense in my bones — that I have only a year, maybe two, to make this relationship matter. Like an invisible clock ticking down to my departure…
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TCK Voices: Not Danish Enough for Denmark
When I first arrived in Denmark, I had no concept of walking around freely on the street. My best friend, bless her poor confused brain, had to explain why we were allowed to walk around town, and why I couldn’t go around sticking my head in other people’s mailboxes…
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Doubt, Disillusionment, and Daring to Live in the In-Between Places
I began to build castles in the sky during those early years, castles that in time would fall and crush me beneath their impossible weight…
