heading home

I settled down into seat 34G, disappointed that I didn’t get the aisle. Well, I guess it was to be expected, considering I had only booked my flights from South Africa to the United States that same morning. The 50-something woman who had scored the aisle seat next to...

my personal definition

Home. Not just any feather pillow, but my feather pillow.  The one that lulled me to sleep each night on the bottom bunk, body wrapped in a cocoon of untucked flannel sheets.  The feather pillow that was subjected to many an argument between my sister and me, always...

defining home

Ask twelve people to define ‘home,’ and you will get twelve very different answers. Shucks, I probably even have twelve different definitions of my own when it comes to my personal perception of home. There are my childhood memories of home, my attempts to establish a...

31 days :: the kick-off

So, today’s the day … Here I am, kicking off my first-ever blog post series: Defining Home in 31 Days I do, however, feel the need to preface this particular topic, and perhaps even offer a bit of a disclaimer. Obviously, my ‘definition’ of...

coming soon

In the month of October, I’m planning to take on a 31-day writing challenge hosted by The Nester. The challenge is to choose a topic and post every single day for the entire month. The topic I’ve chosen is: In 31 days, I plan to share       reflections on my...