My warrior friend Her signature wry humor cracks us up her laugh, hearty, wholesome is infectious, and we spend countless hours on the phone laughing till our bodies shake and our hearts feels buoyant, alive and loved. We bare our souls, our stories matter, we give advise, share, care and she is always the rock, her shoulder always steady, so I can lean on it and rest my weary head, till I feel rested, stronger and brighter. Her story is one of resilience her path riddled with boulders that knocked down happiness and self esteem, but she rose dauntless, she stopped enduring, her courage fierce, inspiring and relentless. And so I call her my warrior friend an always there friend, who listens without judgement, holds space for my choas, and makes my life better, shinier, lovlier.
I call myself a global nomad. Born in Ethiopia, I grew up in India and have since had eight moves, across three continents. I enjoy writing about life as a trailing wife, parenting four third culture children and social issues. I have also published a short Memoir ‘A Little Girl's Dream- Our Adoption story’.