While tcktown.com will still remain online, I’ve decided to stop running this magazine for a year to focus on my health…

Should I leave it there? Another year won’t hurt. Or venture to lift the lid…

I didn’t want to accept the change, I didn’t want to let go of family stability, I didn’t know how to build a home somewhere all on my own…

Life is a tightly budded flower, thorny and gnarled on a bush, wind battered and opened to bloom, not their store bought plastic flower…

I was bawling. I don’t think my partner had ever seen me cry like that in the three years we’ve been together. I wasn’t such a mess even when my step dad passed away six months earlier…

Many people didn’t know what Pakistan was. Right after 9/11, they did…

My first relationship started in Costa Rica. Running around the city, beach trips, endless sunny days. It was perfect…

Though I may have felt alone at times, I never really was…

One of the neighbours we connected with was a family from the Netherlands. Their lives mirrored our own as they too had recently relocated with a toddler in tow, exactly the same age as ours...

Maybe not everyone will attain the same goals, but why can’t everyone be given the ability to do so?

“Sadhu, Sadhu, Sadhu” is how we usually end Buddhist chants, or ‘gatha’s,’ many of which are recited in set groups of verses…

I will always be on the move. I will always choose this path no matter how lonely it may get sometimes...

We need to repeat these 5 truths purposefully, intentionally, and repetitively to ensure healthy relationships—both romantic and platonic...

Each person is more interesting than any one aspect of their identity too, and everyone owes it to themselves to experiment and discover themselves, instead of just assuming the identity placed upon them by their societies…

We were given one week’s notice to pack our bags and leave the country…

I found myself drawn to spirituality, bought a few books to learn more and considered it a sort of experiment, thinking: will this actually work?…

Chimamanda’s contributions are shaped greatly by her TCK experience, where she champions plurality…

Announcements in Korean, Chinese, English and Japanese haunt the three-quarter empty passageways that are usually full…

I had felt the presence of Jaini high in the mountains of Iran, along the shores of the Caspian…

I wanted to claim Tanzania as my home, but how could I? I was not accepted by others as a part of their country…

I was bawling. I don’t think my partner had ever seen me cry like that in the three years we’ve been together. I wasn’t such a mess even when my step dad passed away six months earlier…

Announcements in Korean, Chinese, English and Japanese haunt the three-quarter empty passageways that are usually full…

When the vaccine comes and lockdowns end, the world will be different. At least, that’s what everyone says…

Conversations are briefer. There is no physical contact. Our sense of community is bruised like a peach rolling from a table and making contact with a marble floor...

As third culture kids, moving around frequently has accustomed us to loss…

My surgical mask is my veil. Modesty or mortality?

When we were politely locked into our hotel in Delhi nine months later due to the street uprisings, the desk manager profusely apologized to us…

If sharing our personalities, sharing our music and cultures, and celebrating our differences and diversity are the most beautiful and connective forms of interaction, then what difference does it make that we are not physically together when we do this?…

Grief is good because it creates the space for TCKs to acknowledge those losses and to process them…

Hide your face. Hide your ethnicity. Avoid the racist taunts. Avoid the politics of being stupid…

Why are the number of cases in Korea relatively low? We eat a lot of spicy food and sweat out all the toxic stuff from our bodies…

I took great pleasure banning the the rest of the world…

We will get through this with grace and kindness towards one another. We have to.

But where is home for me? It cannot be just a single place.

When hatred goes viral, be careful. Your words come back to bite swift. And hard enough to draw blood…

A curfew has been enforced here. You can’t leave the house at all. We’ve been rationing the food we have…

Though I may have felt alone at times, I never really was…

One of the neighbours we connected with was a family from the Netherlands. Their lives mirrored our own as they too had recently relocated with a toddler in tow, exactly the same age as ours...

We were given one week’s notice to pack our bags and leave the country…

We need to be developing global citizens who can engage with ideas and issues, make decisions and enact positive change…

You were always worthy, Until you made me unworthy, Emotional handcuffs clatter to the floor, Freedom…

Do you ever feel like you have an alter ego for each city you go back to? I know Nashville changed me, I learned lessons here I’ve never learned anywhere else and I hope that those stay with me when I move…

In places like East Pakistan (before it became Bangladesh), Kuwait, and Sierra Leone there just weren’t that many expat families…