by Mariam | Jun 18, 2020 | Expat Family, Expat Goodbyes, Expat in Africa, Expat Life, Families in Global Transition, Ghana, Globally mobile families, Moving, Pregnancy, Relocation, Uncategorized
Dear Ghana, It wasn’t supposed to end this way. There were supposed to be proper goodbyes with loved ones, some Ghanaian dancing and drumming to mark the end of our African adventure, time to revisit our favorite spots and lots of tear-filled hugs without worrying...
by Mariam | Apr 20, 2020 | Expat CLub, Expat Family, Expat Life, Expat Wife, Families in Global Transition, Global relocation, Globally mobile families, International Move With Expat Kids, Motherhood, Motherhood Abroad, Moving, Pregnancy, Relocation, Stories of Migration, The Expat Life, Uncategorized
I was in Germany on my last book tour for the season, looking out of the window to the cluster of twigs as they gnarled and twisted in the winter wind, when it suddenly hit me. “No, it can’t be…. I’m never late” I whispered to myself as I flipped out my phone and...
by Mariam | Jun 23, 2018 | Dubai, Dubai Blogger, Expat CLub, Expat in Dubai, Expat Life, Expat Wife, Families in Global Transition, International Move With Expat Kids, Moving, Uncategorized
Dear Dubai, If you and I were in a relationship on Facebook, I’d choose the relationship status “it’s complicated.” You know it and I know it. We have had a love/hate relationship since day one, and four years later, its still messy to describe my feelings for you or...
by Mariam | May 24, 2018 | Expat Identity, Expat Life, Families in Global Transition, International Move With Expat Kids, Is it time to move again?, Moving, The Expat Life, Uncategorized
I knew the minute he came home at 5 pm. Early, by his standards, so something was up. “We need to talk, honey” said M. I knew what was coming. Since the start of 2018, we had known that our future hung in a precarious balance. Our expat lives in Dubai had an...
by Mariam | Feb 24, 2018 | International migration, Migration, Moving, Refugees, Uncategorized
He looks away so that I don’t see the tears or the longing in his eyes. After a few seconds, he turns to look at me and says with a forced smile “It would have been tough to go back, but I think not going back has proved to be even harder. Somehow, I lost all my...
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